Greatwater Lake on love, on life

The downpour that had brought them together was slowly dwindling. The steady beat of the falling rain was subsiding, withdrawing the gentle rhythm of background noise that had so comfortably encompassed their conversation. Rannoch noticed this change in the brief pause in their exchange, perking at the realization before the sand-toed child quickly stole his attention. 

"It's Northwest from here," replied Rannoch as he lowered his head to get a better look at the seated child. "Depending on where you meet it, you will be welcomed with either sandy shores or treacherous cliffs." The territories surrounding the ocean were diverse and depended on hoe North Vaati traveled would depend on where he would meet the sea. "The further North, the more dangerous the cliffs will be." For Vaati's safety, Rannoch hoped that the child would venture to the Southern shores.