Few bright beams of light reached down and touched the sand as many clouds covered the large object that shone so beautifully in the sky when it was uncovered. The sky was painted a dull gray today and so were the cold waters before the young terrier's eyes that day. The sand stung his face as the wind violently tossed it about, the grains of sand similar to the dog's thoughts on that day.
Mysterious was sitting on the moist sand that was dampened by the rolling waves with his legs stretched forward as far as they could and his hands pressed against the dryer sand as they held him upright in a sitting position. The male slowly closed his eyes, not falling asleep, but enjoying the sound of the wind and the waves, trying to calm his mind but failing miserably.
Thousands, maybe even millions, of emotions rushed through his mind that was in an unstable state. He wasn't sure what to do about his long lost daughter. He had always secretly loved children but now that he actually had one, he just was left completely speechless. The Jack Russell's small body shook violently, from both the cold and his thoughts.
Mysterious Does "Mysterious speaks." Mysterious thinks.
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