Ankyra Sound They call me Mr. Tibbs!

Arashi's sights were soon altered, moving from the view of the grumbling ocean to the presence of a new voice.

The man's snout veered rather aggressively. Accompaniment had not been expected, especially after the continual disappointment of not being received elsewhere.

Her words were crooned in a simple, soft tone. Was this a way of flirtation? Intended friendship? Or was it of mockery; another hoax, just like the last female he'd come upon.

It is but another shred of the earth. I no longer see beauty in its appearance. Perhaps once when I was young and naive. Now, there is only to see the physical aspects that present challenges and obstacles; as is the way life is lived... another day trying to survive. These were honest words — brutally honest; but then, who was he to lie about his opinions and views? This was his truth, and so he should speak it. The way this new woman would take it, however, was another matter entirely.