Something about a boat [Kire]
Feb 13, 2015 16:49:41 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Feb 13, 2015 16:49:41 GMT -5
The sea was stormy today as you walked along its shores, the white foam slapping against the shore like an abusive parent, not that you knew what that was like. You could smell the rain coming, the dampness in the air making your brown hair stick to your forehead. Dylan, your weasel, rested on your shoulder, chittering at you quietly as you grinned. Today, you were planning on maybe burning something because this would be your last opportunity before the rain began and you'd rather not miss out on an opportunity.
Scanning the beach, your blue eyes land on some dried driftwood, a thought forming in your mind as your legs carried you towards the pieces, your hands lifting them up to inspect them for any signs of dampness as damp wood does not burn easily and you've got no patience to try to get it to burn today. Satisfied, you produce a lighter from your pocket and set the wood down, preparing a small circle around it so that it doesn't accidentally get out of hand (although how it would get out of hand is beyond you but your mother told you if you light a fire on the beach, make a circle around it to keep it from getting out of hand.)
You sighed, finishing the task before bringing the lighter to the piece of wood, trying to get it to light before you remembered something very important. You couldn't just light a piece of wood on fire, the surface area was too small, you'd have to make some tinder first. This was starting to feel like a lot of effort just to light a piece of wood on fire but whatever, that was the price for burning things. Once you'd gathered up some tinder from smaller bits of wood along the shore, you were finally able to get a flame going and you quickly transferred it to the piece of wood, watching in fascination as it lit in blues and greens, the sea salt in the wood reacting with the fire. You grinned, stepping back to watch as the flames engulfed the piece of wood, lighting it up as the glow scattered light upon your face.
When the fire eventually died, you kicked sand over the still hot embers and continued on your way down the beach, looking for any other signs of life and wondering just who you would run into today.