Ocean's Breath Plateau an oyster desires nothing, dear boy

Though it had been an evening of great revelry and traditon. It still cut into the flesh of his heart liked barbed wire. It still showed the hunter all he had lost.

So as to not darken the day with his sadness. He sought solace after tidings of goodness had been given.

Hia feet carried him towards his home, past the beach. But his mind was far away. On the love he had lost.