Ankyra Sound crystallize

A quiet boy from the first, Crosscurrent grew steadily and uneventfully under his mother's watchful eye. In all things he trailed after his brother @Riptyde, except one: when the water called, he was always the first to answer, whether he stood whole or missing that precious half of his soul. The water seemed to call to him more often of late, now that he'd found his own footing enough to tread in the shallows. Often he stood there for hours, pawing through the sand here and there, watching the horizon.

An odd boy, he'd heard his mother whisper once when she'd thought him asleep. He heard more than she knew. He saw the fear in her eyes when she looked at him, too, but he didn't yet know what it meant. Only that she looked at his brother the same way, and he didn't like it.

Crosscurrent watched the tide rising up to lap at his toes, and was quiet.