Dragoncrest Cliffs It's my point of view

for both their sake, sobeille hoped seraphine's promise remains true.

around them the hum of the sea reminded sobeille of sirens and their songs; she followed seraphine's gaze to the blue beyond and a longing filled her so deeply that for a second, her heart sank.

jolted back to the present by seraphine hesitating and then pivoting around her, sobeille followed in a leisurely pace. wedged between the sand was what looked like half a clam-shell -- the effort it took to extract it sending seraphine nearly hind over tea kettle.

a much needed laugh then, for the girl whose little life had already seen so much trouble. good work, seraphine. sobeille clucked, searching for her own shell to add to the pile.