#yeah I know it’s lame I wrote it on my phone with a wiggly baby on my lap in like 20 minutes

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Aura leaned forward, squinting as the gentle blue-green glow rippled across the surface of the water. A reverential hush had fallen over the pier, the townsfolk lowering their voices to the softest of murmurs, as if their voices would frighten away the otherworldly creatures drifting in on the waves.

“Don’t lean too far,” Harvey chided, chuckling as his hand closed around her arm. “As hard as you’ve been working, you could pitch right in.”

She opened her mouth for a snappy retort, but the urge left as quickly as it came. “Would you jump in and save me if I did?” The bodies of individual jellies were now visible, tentacles swaying hypnotically with the rhythm of the water. Harvey was right; she was exhausted. Any other night they would’ve gone to bed by now. But she couldn’t stand to miss the Dance of the Moonlight Jellies.

“I’d run to get help from someone more likely to succeed,” Harvey answered, his body warm against her back as she straightened up and leaned into him. She hadn’t even realized she was cold. “I think we’d both be in a pickle if I tumbled in after.” His tone was light, teasing. There was a time not too long ago he would have seriously fretted about the lack of ability to perform a purely-theoretical act of physical prowess.

“Another summer come and gone,” She said as Harvey’s arm slid around her waist.

“I feel luckier every year,” He murmured into her ear as a particularly bright, green jellyfish drifted by.