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>The waves crash, like cymbals being thrown on the sand
>The gulls screech their cry of "Hark!" as if to speak of the coast's glory
>The sun has become a pill on the horizon, filled with a red glow
>The moon is visible in the sky above, full, but not bright yet.
>Farther than the eye can see the beach stretches
>Buildings taller than you can imagine dot the distant bay, made of a beautiful adobe.
>Sailboats are bobbing in the ocean....
>And there you sit, on three beach towels, your arm around her.
>The wind blows and she turns to face it, smiling and closing her eyes
>It licks at her fur, blowing it like a still-fire.
>Her gold bikini contrasts the dark gray fur. She doesn't know it, but she looks like royalty.
>She leans against you, the wind has stopped.
>She sighs and leans further still, soft fur caressing your shoulder. She's gentle on you. Resting.
>"I wish we could stay like this, forever." she says, opening her eyes to meet yours.
>Those deep red eyes... emboldened by the black of her eyelids. You could drown in them, but you know she'd rescue them.
>She stares deeper still into yours, and chuckles.
>She closes her eyes again, and digs her head into your neck, nuzzling you,
>once.
>twice.
>The feeling of fur against your chin, settling deeper in.
>You hold her closer...
