Dreamer II

Elina winced at Damonq’s tone. It was a lash, and part of her felt she deserved it.

Maybe she should have told Tensel, but then she wasn't certain. She hadn't made the connection between the pipeline and the lake. She had the underground city, but not the lake. She hadn't realized the extent of Darkness’s empire beneath the ground.

I was a child when I accidentally discovered the kelp forest. It was a wonderland to a child without a home. A place I could escape. I dreamt of it as often as possible. When I first discovered the pipeline, I ignored it. Then I followed it. I had uncovered the catacombs, the dead suspended beneath the sea, in long rows of clear chambers beneath the pipes. It was something out of a horror film. I was around ten or eleven. I wasn't certain it was real.

Sivamet.

Just that one word of endearment. All the anger was gone from his voice, leaving it a purring caress.

She loved the sound of his voice and the way it brushed over her skin, on the inside of her mind,