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As we land softly on the sand of the beach I feel the deepest sense of peace.
Our bodies are still joined. Warmth is building within her, from our point of contact outwards. I kiss her again, enjoying the feeling of every part of her touching all of me.
When I open my eyes, Carnelia is glowing.
Golden light just under the surface of her skin radiates out from the center of her torso in waves, rippling and fluid, hot like a desert wind. Her new tattoos are white hot to the touch, burning like the sun's core, illuminating the space right above the
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