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The water was icy cold, biting at her already chapped skin, and she could hardly make her fingers release their death hold on the rock. Yet time was of the essence; nothing but the tide could carry her away from this place and the tide waits for no man.

The water was icy cold, biting at her already chapped skin, and she could hardly make her fingers release their death hold on the rock. Yet time was of the essence; nothing but the tide could carry her away from this place and the tide waits for no man.

Theo Theodoridis: The Classic Greek! A little wild, but underneath all that hair is a yummy face Me:[Melt! He has been officially added to my inspiration for my WIP character;

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