pretty like blood on sand

He stepped forward and she allowed herself to ease into the moment, taking in the distant islands, strange grey birds flying home to nest for what she supposed would pass for night under the current conditions and allowed her ear to turn towards her new companion. She snickered at his question and allowed herself to smirk and sigh. "No salvation? Guess I'll never have my first kiss..." There was a glint in her eye, a hint of a challenge, but she would brush it off as if it were nothing, bowing down in the sand, cold waves kissing her pale chest as she stretched and stepped further into the water.

"If the end is coming, we'll get a better view over there." She tipped her head towards the islands, an invitation if he chose to take it. But she wouldn't wait for a response before forging into deeper water, towards the distant islands.

"speech"