With the turning of the seasons comes water that won't just kill you outright from the shock of turning all your outies into innies from the cold! Sure, it can be embarrassing to to let that soft and squidgy middle show, but it's the first warm currents of the year. The Festivals of Quiensa has signaled the end of the darker period and the strengthening of the brane between the Real and the Wyrd, and with it comes the times of plenty and prosperity. At least, that's how the stories go.

In this little break between winter and summer is about the only time Shir Scrabble can actually enjoy hirself. Shi'll be tearing hir poor mane out from the stress before long as the orders rapidly pile up at Schmorgaswaffle, pile driving hir beneath a workload that would snap most people. Shi's busy trying to 'save up' some happy times in the meantime, burning through some of hir reserves in order to get hir mental health to a point where shi can handle what's to come. Splishy splashy in the water really helps out, and though shi's currently paddling to try and catch someone shi wants to smoooother in hirself, shi's more often found relaxing and disassociating in the water peacefully.

The breakwaters at the edge of the great piers shield relatively large volumes of water, given the massive structures are more than 6 kilometers long each, providing a headwater point to stretch the great works across massive radial bays. Each one is a massive district in and of itself, and shi's currently swimming in the lee of the breakwater below hir own workplace. The massive expanse means that shi's got plenty of room to swim far enough out to get away from seeing land. Good thing the water patrols are already out in force to protect poor or unwary swimmers from their own follies. Shi'll be fine. Shi's 'extra buoyant'.

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This lovely piece was a YCH done by the lovely  MSRT, as can be seen Here!! Been a while since I comm'd this, but it doesn't make much sense to be getting the watur in the middle of winter!