Anya had been wandering through the desert for longer than she cared to remember. It was no surprise then when she decided to head towards the body of water that appeared to be nearby.
As night began to fall she arrived at the shoreline. Small crabs skittered out of her path. A thin margin of vegetation clung to the edge of the water. It had been days since she had felt the sensation of cool liquid against her skin and so Anya eagerly shuck off her skimpy clothing and then ran naked into the gently lapping waves. Despite the heat of the surrounding land the water was surprisingly cool and her skin goosebumped as she immersed herself.
Anyas nipples hardened as she swam and dove down. Eventually she pulled herself away from the surf and lay down on the beach. Even now, as night fell, the air was still warm and it wasnt long before she was dry once more. Finally she fell asleep where she lay.
Anya awoke with a start. Nightmare images of her former life faded from her mind as she stretched hr stiff muscles. Standing up she looked aroung for her clothes, but they were gone! Anya thought she might have come ashore further up the beach but only a few moments later she spotted her sword, still in the scabbard attached to her belt. |