Swiftcurrent Creek dreaming through the thunder

Juniper only knew the creek… and so her imagination ran wild as it painted a picture of the sea in her mind. A body of water so vast you couldn’t see its and… so perilous that its large mouth could swallow you whole and spit you out elsewhere. If you fell into the creek, chances were you would only travel a few meters at best.

She chewed the bone in thought, fascinated.

“They wanted to leave their home?” She asked Etienne. It must have been terrible, she thought, to risk traversing the wild saltwater.