Silver Cove

Here damp, grassy hills surround a small pool of water; the lush verdure paves the ground until a short cliff gives way to a ring of small, smooth stones that have been pounded by waves until they became the glassy obsidian pebbles they now are. Beyond the stones, a narrow stretch of sand glides into the water- it is here, in the rippling surf, that the land earns its name. In the dark of night, the moon flashes over the shivering grass and rests in the cove: by some chance or fate, the cove is shaped so that the gossamer rays of moonlight are retained, somehow, in the sea and until dawn breaks the cove is alive with silver luminescence.

The Herd
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Posted on May 28, 2011 at 07:30:30 PM by julius!

“Bawwwh.” He mocks her, letting his face fall with faux sorrow, as if he was sad about her feeling so wronged. “Why so upset cupcake?” His lips reach to brush her cheek. “You’ll learn to be satisfied with it girl.” His gritty voice growls at her now, his muzzle trailing down her neck and to her withers, proceeding down her spine and grinding his mouth against her thigh, biting down. “There is nothing to gain by being so ornery.” He cackles and slithers away. “Why don’t you just come explore with me, love?” His smile is deceitful, but he’s quite sure she knows just what kind of boy she’s dealing with at this point.

JULIUS

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