Fic no. 177
no. 177
If there’s any time, any place, that might permit some relaxation, it’s now, here, on this beach.
Notes: Written for seasonsofdrabbles autumn 2022 round, a gift for DJFishHead. 2022 retrospective note: maybe I’m biased, but I felt very successful fitting the Besaid Mood™ into the 100-word format.