The Keep

Andulin struggled to shut the tent door, but the fierce wind and blowing rain pelting her, hampered her efforts. Finally, with some force of strength, she brought the two flaps together and drew them tight, tying them back together more securely this time. The large and tall square tent somehow felt secure again and she turned back towards her wife.

Celebrin had been staring intently at her the whole time, and when she turned back around, she saw the water stains on her red two piece swimsuit. Droplets beaded down her white skin and beneath the fabric of her top, Celebrin’s eyes rested on the protruding nipples.

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On the beaches of the Golden Strand, far south of the murloc infestation that troubled the beautiful shores, the two women lay out on the sand. Privacy had been no issue, and they relaxed back on their two blankets comfortably and relaxed, their two hands clasped together over the sand between them.

Celebrin lay back, smiling; her eyes protected by a pair of greenish lenses in her sun goggles. Her usual modesty had faded away, on this, their honeymoon. Beside her in a matching red swimsuit, Andulin laid happily, her pale white skin slowly absorbing the rays. Lifting her head, Andulin tilted her pretty bonnet and looked across at Celebrin, her pale thin lips forming a tight but joyous smile.

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Celebrin’s heavy metal boots clinked and crunched atop the soil of the massive hive network. Behind her was the scraping sound of one wooden pole as it dragged in the dirt. Celebrin groaned, carrying a heavy load upon the make-shift stretcher-like apparatus. On the other end was Andulin’s silent familiar, its blue arms grasping one end of a wooden pole while letting the other drag.

The tall magistrix Andulin spun about at the sound, her heavy battle robes swishing and lightly clinking as she scowled, “That’s a bomb! Lift it off the ground you useless sack of arcane bubbles!”

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