an erotic tentical romance
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...Along the edge, she looked down the sheer raw faces of broken vertical rock at ocean pools, where eddies of salt and freshwater coiled and ebbed together. Even in the black night ocean, she could see the jellyfish, tangled in the tide, drifting in black water, thin as bolts of lightning and pale as the moon. The jellyfish drifted, shimmered and floated in the iron water.