burning bright

The ebb and flow of the tides had sunk in with that of her own heart. This place. This place was so beautiful, so gorgeous, it made her feel things. It made her feel all the things that she longed so desperately for. The things that she was starving for. The night is dark, and she's burning brightly within it. So many stars above her, so many glimmering, beautiful, fantastic, far away gems that she couldn't touch. If Selene could, she'd reach out and touch them. The girl turns and touches her own coat. A giggle escapes her throat briefly, tail wagging. That made sense. Well. It made sense in the mind of the young lady.

It's then she stumbles upon the cave, the light of the full moon shining off the puddle of a stagnated tide. It came up to her elbows, for now. She splashed. She splashed her way into the cave, head tossing. The only mark of time passing was the tide going out, lapping at her forelegs. Everything was sparkling. Selene had to touch it all. She needed to touch it and hold it. How... beautiful. She was beautiful too. At least tonight. She was going to watch the tide go out from her spot in the puddle-y cave. How fantastic. Everything was so fantastic, and she was so alive.