Heron Lake Plateau you're an ancient ruin, a symbol of hubris and decay

he had learned.

while he would not be a pro by any means, he had quickly learned when to plunge and when to not to. that if he stayed low and still for long enough among the reeds that they'd be more inclined to sing their songs.

the next time he returned to her, it was with two. one was measly in comparison to the other, but it was better than nothing. at least this time they seemed to be entirely intact.

it should be noted that gathering two took him a touch longer this time, obviously. regardless he kept up his end of the deal with pride and hoped she hadn't minded the wait.

i'll get better. he assured her as he set them down.