By the beach - [open]

As the sun shone through her window and on to her face, Melea jumps out of bed and mutters "I overslept again!" She throws on a simple outfit for training, grabs a quick bite to eat, and runs out the door. She sprinted to the cliffs. All the while, her daily routine popped through her head: stretch out her muscles, run for an hour, swim for two, make a few traps, and bring home some food. She wasn't going to do any of that today. Today was special. She designed a new trap. It was a ritual for her to dive off the cliffs to check on the trap.

Reaching the top of the cliff, she stops and stares towards the sea. Bowing her head, she whispers, "I wish you were here to see this. Wish me luck today." A moment later, she jumps off the cliff into the waters below. When she reached the trap, she saw it was empty. This can't be right. I made it perfectly. Thoughts kept rolling through her head until she started examining the trap. A knot had come apart, rendering the trap useless. Feeling devastated, she swam back to shore.

On the beach, she paced back and forth for a few minutes and finally sat to stare at the waves washing up the shore. After a few minutes of silence, she said with a sigh, "I bet you wouldn't have made such a stupid mistake"