Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

if anyone understood dwin’s fascination with her newfound world it was val, for he had been taken under similar wanderlust in his adolescence. there was something sublime about the discovery of the rich world beyond your roots, how very unique and fantastical every new vista seemed.

he would have agreed with dwin’s mother too, for the goal did not matter so much as the journey itself. and paths, he’d found, can take you very unexpected places.

i’m definitely good. especially if she — he — is one of those aliens you mention. val’s grin fell away as dwin motioned towards the glimmering sea. their talk had been a nice distraction from the swarming water, and now that his attention was drawn to the surf he felt his toes curl. that is the ocean. he looked at some fixed point in the distance as long as he could bear — which was not very long at all. the sand is much safer. there are things in the ocean that will drag you under and kill you. no, not dragons — but similar. have you seen this place at night?