Redsand Canyon in closets like cedar

for @Cynna <3 but AW -- sorry for the delay, i've been traveling! takes place after the thread where they set up here (:

How unusual it was that there could be sand anywhere not kissed by the ocean. Menthe, while named for an inland beauty, had always valued the coast and it's wonder above much else. The way the water lapped at the shore, tiny treasures washing up, and down, up, and down... Here, it was still. Besides an occasional breeze that brushed through the gorge, the river nymph could find no freshness in the air.

She stepped along the sand carefully, hugging the canyon wall to covet some relief from the sun. She was unsure if this felt like home, and while she was grateful to have found a rose in Cynna, thorns pricked at her pelt relentlessly. She continued her walk, trying to imagine that the red sand sticking to her ankles smelled of salt.