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"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝."
Kiriya Sa'kiri was all tide and light-kindness in her hands, laughter in her voice, the ocean's calm in her blue eyes.
Aonung was sharp as reef stone-pride in his grin, fire in his words, storms moving just beneath the surface.
Where she softened the sea, he disturbed it.
And somehow, they were always pulled back to the same water.