I swam with the deer-god in His water-form, a sort of cervine selkie. Down, down, to the depths of the dark ocean. He loaned a mer-tail, that we might go the faster.
"What is your deepest desire for him? What is the true motivation?" He asked, as we skimmed over black stone. We had left fulfillments behind, near the surface: gone below the story
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I had a couple of stressy dreams last night, I wrote down notes after I woke up and will probably share behind a cut since I feel like I didn't quite get everything that was going on in them.
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