She found herself walking gingerly towards the shoreline, leaving her boots a short distance away as she allowed the cold water to greet her feet with the incoming wave. A faint giggle escaped into the air as the tickle created a rush which surged through her body.
As gray skin glistened against the moonlight, Katja began tip toeing along the shoreline, leaving imprints in the damp sand as she did. The pages of her magic tome flipped open with the wind, and she watched sparks emit from enchanted lines that reacted with her voice in a hushed string of glee.
Katja ended up here after encountering two of her fellow guild members back in the lighthouse not to far from here. After following the trail of Erebus with what initially seemed to be an insatiable charm, she found the glitter of the waves to be more deserving of her attention. Though, unknown to her, it was he that pursed her now.