She stopped now, just for a moment, and set her blanket down on the sand, having moved diagonally across the beach to where the crowd thins out decidedly, perhaps sparing her from excessive stares.She stopped now, just for a moment, and set her blanket down on the sand, having moved diagonally across the beach to where the crowd thins out decidedly, perhaps sparing her from excessive stares...? Like mine?. Then she kept walking, down to the surf now, the waves meekly washing up against her powerfully-muscled yet shapely legs as she waded in shallow water. For just a moment it seemed that she would keep walking, down into the sea, to return to whatever Asgaard had created her. With feminine grace, she knelt in the surf, and splashed herself with the ocean that was still full of winter chill. |