1 Work in The #Eagle Carrot Program
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"I miss the salt air in my lungs," Anamaria tells the goddess, twined with her in the rippling light of the grotto, silver fishes fluttering ticklish past her calves and flitting through the coiling ropes of the goddess's hair. "I miss the sky, I miss the colors, I miss the deck below my feet, I miss the snow on La Soufrière."
(Moral: Don't Date Gods.)