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It starts with the sound of splashing, laughter echoing and a voice that calls out your name. When you draw closer, you see the hands waving you in, teeth glinting further back and soft brown eyes that you could drown in. There’s a range of textures soft skin, sharp teeth, hard muscles all contrasting with the water that supports your weight. You breathe in salt.
But in the morning, all you can recall as you shift out of the wet spot is the beautiful rainbow that glistened off the waterfall in the background and a bitterness lingering on your tongue.