This was the weather that Flayace dreamed of. She loved that short breeze on her exposed arms, the feeling of it as it rushed through her hair like a pair of hands. It was calming, natural, elegant. She spinned in happiness as the rather cool water hit her exposed feet, tickling her with the rising liquid. "Ah!" She shouts out as the impact of it set it. This was one of the many benefits she saw of living on this island she now classes home.
Who would she meet today? It seemed that everywhere she went, she had small talk with people and creatures of all shapes and sizes. It was lovely to know that people were still friendly. She licked her lips, as the wind had made them rather dry, and she had not brought her lip balm to soothe her lips. Flayace stepped in again, now to her ankles as the waves hit her again. Deeper. Now to her calf. Her knees. She stopped there, as her silky tunic was still on. It was her favorite. The main reason as to why she was wearing was because she didn't want people looking at her rather revealing bathing suit, without her boyfriend around. Not that she could really call him that. His studies had blocked up his time, and whenever they talked in the phone, it was short and loveless. She sighed deeply, losing track of her surroundings. Suddenly, she felt something tug at her feet. Something was pulling her in. She panicked, but it was too late. As the sand gave out to the ocean, so did she. She fell, butt first, having the on-coming wave hit her entire body. She sniffled a bit as it left her, leaving her wet and unhappy with her experience.
@Miralis
Who would she meet today? It seemed that everywhere she went, she had small talk with people and creatures of all shapes and sizes. It was lovely to know that people were still friendly. She licked her lips, as the wind had made them rather dry, and she had not brought her lip balm to soothe her lips. Flayace stepped in again, now to her ankles as the waves hit her again. Deeper. Now to her calf. Her knees. She stopped there, as her silky tunic was still on. It was her favorite. The main reason as to why she was wearing was because she didn't want people looking at her rather revealing bathing suit, without her boyfriend around. Not that she could really call him that. His studies had blocked up his time, and whenever they talked in the phone, it was short and loveless. She sighed deeply, losing track of her surroundings. Suddenly, she felt something tug at her feet. Something was pulling her in. She panicked, but it was too late. As the sand gave out to the ocean, so did she. She fell, butt first, having the on-coming wave hit her entire body. She sniffled a bit as it left her, leaving her wet and unhappy with her experience.
@Miralis
