[ Does it matter, if it's a dream, or if it's real? All at once, Robyn is submerged in a world that she can control, feel the tug of every current and shift like it's dictated by the pumping heart. She rolls, looking up at where William is bobbing like a cork.
Muscle and blubber both are warm and thick beneath her skin, and she passes by William like an immense grey torpedo, spotted and sleek, having effortlessly seamed from human to seal. Cute face, fat body, agile fins. She turns him in a circle. ]
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Muscle and blubber both are warm and thick beneath her skin, and she passes by William like an immense grey torpedo, spotted and sleek, having effortlessly seamed from human to seal. Cute face, fat body, agile fins. She turns him in a circle. ]