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When the saltwater crocodile washed up on shore, she certainly hadn't imagined the current had taken her this far off course. ...Wherever this was. She only recalled closing her eyes for just a moment, but perhaps...she had drifted to sleep. What unfortunate circumstances. At least she could think of one positive. The trees she could see dared not to encroach upon this beach. It meant there would be plenty of sunlight for her to bask in.
However, that wasn't her utmost concern.
At least, not at the moment. The only important thought that kept dancing in her head was simple: Where was she? Of all the currents she'd ridden, she'd never wound up here before.
...Oh well. Nothing she could do until the currents changed, she supposed. She wouldn't bother dragging herself halfway up the shore if she didn't need to; waiting right where she was sounded just divine to her. It was a calm morning, after all. A perfect time to relax.
However, that wasn't her utmost concern.
At least, not at the moment. The only important thought that kept dancing in her head was simple: Where was she? Of all the currents she'd ridden, she'd never wound up here before.
...Oh well. Nothing she could do until the currents changed, she supposed. She wouldn't bother dragging herself halfway up the shore if she didn't need to; waiting right where she was sounded just divine to her. It was a calm morning, after all. A perfect time to relax.
Ply her heart with gold and silver.
Take your sweetheart down to the river.
Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling...
Take your sweetheart down to the river.
Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling...