02-17-2008, 01:09 PM
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Dawn was indisputably the best time to watch the ocean from the beach, as the light trickled upwards like a reversal of gravity. A white curtain of snowflakes spiralled around her, if to remind Legacy that downwards was the real direction to fall. Scooping up a handful on a section of sand dry enough to allow the snow to settle, she threw it rather glumly at the sea, where it was instantly lost in a rush of white foam. The heavy grey snowclouds had blocked her view of the sky, to say nothing of the flurries themselves that seemed to chase one another up and down the sands. Indeed little was visible from any more than around twenty yards, apart from distant landmass now and again. It was lonely here, almost like being lost although she had the water to guide her, of course - but it was peaceful, and so quiet, just the rhythmic swishing of the ocean pulling itself back and forth over the snow-spattered sand. [/html]
Dawn was indisputably the best time to watch the ocean from the beach, as the light trickled upwards like a reversal of gravity. A white curtain of snowflakes spiralled around her, if to remind Legacy that downwards was the real direction to fall. Scooping up a handful on a section of sand dry enough to allow the snow to settle, she threw it rather glumly at the sea, where it was instantly lost in a rush of white foam. The heavy grey snowclouds had blocked her view of the sky, to say nothing of the flurries themselves that seemed to chase one another up and down the sands. Indeed little was visible from any more than around twenty yards, apart from distant landmass now and again. It was lonely here, almost like being lost although she had the water to guide her, of course - but it was peaceful, and so quiet, just the rhythmic swishing of the ocean pulling itself back and forth over the snow-spattered sand.
She'd seen several people wearing clothes lately, but human buildings held something of a horror for her and she was unwilling to go and scavenge any garments of her own. It would have been an added protection against the dampness that came wherever snowflakes thought to melt into her fur, she noted with a shudder. Yes; it was one of those days when everything that seemed impossible came to niggle at her mind, no matter how petty. Indeed being voluntarily lost somewhere on the beach and unable to see much seemed more fitting than watching an attractively-painted sunrise, but she was going to momentarily sulk at being denied it anyway.