Dragoncrest Cliffs Of moon, of sea

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Arrluk enjoyed the sea. It was beautiful and the sound was soothing to him, as much so as the sound of the rain and flowing of the creek. The way the sand sunk away under his feet, as though compelling Arrluk forward. He thought of Akhlut. 

Yet the sea was far more dangerous in many ways. Tide pools that drew you further and further out. The salt which stung your eyes and nose and burned your throat. Of course, the raging river could be dangerous, waterfalls and swamps... but it seemed the sea forced you to pay a higher price for its rich bounty then that of the land water. 

Arrluk gathered those which he had found, careful to look in places opposite of Ajei. He would place each of the clams one by one before the seafaring dark woman and sit to wait until Ajei had finished opening her own. It was the last which had a pearl of her three. Arrluk began to wonder what would happen if none of the three had a pearl in them, then what?? 

Arrluk was hesitant, though didn't know why. Would it matter if he didn't have a pearl? He took the first of his own batch and after some rough manner of opening it (and successfully destroying the shell into bits) within the raw muscle meat was a little rounded object. A pearl? He looked to Sobeille in wonder.