Here’s something off the top of my head that sets up a scene from my latest MS:
Salt escaped from the aphotic ocean, only to be trapped by wind as it whistled songs of roar heard by merely two. Their skin merged as one and remained undisturbed by airs and crashing waters against their bare feet. They orchestrated music of their own in the sound of moaning whispers, producing tears of relief.
As usual, it is just a tease 😉 and brand spanking new just for you. I’ll fatten it up only to trim it later to add to my MS. This.should.be.interesting.