iza discovers that the ocean gives far more than the forest.
she discovers that edible plants spring up where the sand meets grassline, and harvests each sproutling slowly. the great salt water offers fish, clams, oysters, urchins, kelp, otter, and turtles, at last count.
seabirds nested among the dunes give iza, sometimes, a chance for a rich taste of egg.
what the shore does not offer is covering, only white sand and thousands of tiny shells. iza can only tolerate being vulnerable for so long; when dawn breaks over the ocean, she is retreating back into the shadowy reaches of the dark wood where she has made her nest.
it is the only time she allows herself to feel unsafe, and in the lack of safety, there is a freedom. she runs over starlit sands, dances beneath the moon. on rare occasions iza even lets herself laugh.
she discovers that edible plants spring up where the sand meets grassline, and harvests each sproutling slowly. the great salt water offers fish, clams, oysters, urchins, kelp, otter, and turtles, at last count.
seabirds nested among the dunes give iza, sometimes, a chance for a rich taste of egg.
what the shore does not offer is covering, only white sand and thousands of tiny shells. iza can only tolerate being vulnerable for so long; when dawn breaks over the ocean, she is retreating back into the shadowy reaches of the dark wood where she has made her nest.
it is the only time she allows herself to feel unsafe, and in the lack of safety, there is a freedom. she runs over starlit sands, dances beneath the moon. on rare occasions iza even lets herself laugh.
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