Seaside Moors you will remember me

This was acceptable, and the young girl nodded her head to her mother to show as much.
 
The two of them went down to the beach and found a few interesting things along the way. Gin was delighted with having made it so far and seen so much; when the time came for them to depart and return to their home, she had turned away with sadness and followed her mother back to the moors. It was good for the siren to know the ocean’s sounds. She played the melody of the waves in her mind the entire journey back, bringing up a few pieces of their trip that had been particularly enjoyable to Rosalyn.