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This strange room, this sweat stained cot, it made him miss his boat. There was no familiar rocking, no sound of wave on wood, no gulls baying in the morning light. He lie on his back, looking at th ...

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I have Mister Edward Castle to thank for this one, good work Eddie!

Rain...somehow, when you were feeling low the rain always knew. From the first small splattering to the following torrents, rain on the water was like nothing else. The sound of water meeting water, ...

The feeling of sweet surrender.
The whisper of breath upon pale skin.
The dance of light, dark, shadow.
Slick smooth oil, turbulent sea.
Quiet calm.
Endless waves.
The promise of a new day.

Laying on the deck looking up at the stars with his arms crossed behind his head, he marvelled at just how lucky he had become, in just a few short hours. She lay on his chest, breathing slowly and e ...