Iktome Plains auxesia

the call of the sea was too hard to ignore. as beautiful as this land was, melinoë could not ignore the homesick feeling that grew and grew, and she knew she needed to catch a glimpse of the ocean at the very least.
it was easy to backtrack to the coastline. she could scour the sand for familiar offerings, investigating clusters of weeds and shells as she went.
eventually the earth became soft. she watched a heron from afar, as it soared in its prehistoric way, and when it landed farther along the plain she was intrigued enough to give chase to it. this little game would not last long - leaving melinoë alone again.