Alecto's face brightens at the idea. His previous husband had always been so strict about keeping his weepy wife away from the sea, unlike Joshua who was always so eager to share it. And so, Alecto felt terribly spoiled by him like this. "Yes," he says, happily, leaning up to bump his nose gently to Joshua's, a cute little ritual they had developed in lieu of more...intimate activities and gestures.
They eat and it's a gentle affair, full of little anecdotes and jokes and the wholesome clicks of silverware against ceramic as plates and bowls were licked clean. Alecto helps to clear the table afterwards, leaving the dishes to soak for later that night as they put on their boots and scarves and long jackets, heading out into the dark with only a small, glowing lantern to light their way.
They move towards the waves in careful steps, Alecto's body attuned to the waterside like a compass to the north star. The air was musty with fog, sharp with the edge of a twilight chill. There was no noise but the crunch of their shoes on the rocky sand, the whistle of wind in the nearby pines. He begins humming an ethereal tune, letting the sound be carried off into the distance, and almost as soon as he had begun, there is a small flutter of movement in the water close to them. He immediately hones in on it, with an excited little gasp.
A seal appears in the seafoam. Light grey, heavily freckled, with large, sloping eyes.
Alecto perks up at the sight, excitedly, turning to Joshua and taking his far larger hand, pulling him forward more. "Come, I would like for you to meet my sister. I didn't know if she'd hear the song, but - " He bends down to sit on the rocky outcrop as the seal hoists itself up next to him, and in one graceful instance, a mere blink of the eyes, takes on the shape of a small woman with long, dark hair, as she pulls the hood of her spotted coat off her head.
"Well," she begins, her voice melodious and charmingly frayed while she throws her arms around her brother and kisses his cheek. She smells of salt and sea spray. "This is the new one?" She pulls back and subjects Joshua to her wide, shimmery stare, a smile sliding onto her tiny face. "Certainly better than the last, I'd say. I'm Pippa."
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They eat and it's a gentle affair, full of little anecdotes and jokes and the wholesome clicks of silverware against ceramic as plates and bowls were licked clean. Alecto helps to clear the table afterwards, leaving the dishes to soak for later that night as they put on their boots and scarves and long jackets, heading out into the dark with only a small, glowing lantern to light their way.
They move towards the waves in careful steps, Alecto's body attuned to the waterside like a compass to the north star. The air was musty with fog, sharp with the edge of a twilight chill. There was no noise but the crunch of their shoes on the rocky sand, the whistle of wind in the nearby pines. He begins humming an ethereal tune, letting the sound be carried off into the distance, and almost as soon as he had begun, there is a small flutter of movement in the water close to them. He immediately hones in on it, with an excited little gasp.
A seal appears in the seafoam. Light grey, heavily freckled, with large, sloping eyes.
Alecto perks up at the sight, excitedly, turning to Joshua and taking his far larger hand, pulling him forward more. "Come, I would like for you to meet my sister. I didn't know if she'd hear the song, but - " He bends down to sit on the rocky outcrop as the seal hoists itself up next to him, and in one graceful instance, a mere blink of the eyes, takes on the shape of a small woman with long, dark hair, as she pulls the hood of her spotted coat off her head.
"Well," she begins, her voice melodious and charmingly frayed while she throws her arms around her brother and kisses his cheek. She smells of salt and sea spray. "This is the new one?" She pulls back and subjects Joshua to her wide, shimmery stare, a smile sliding onto her tiny face. "Certainly better than the last, I'd say. I'm Pippa."