Death is only the beginning

The woman returned to the shores she had washed up on. Looking out over the bay, Demise could barely make out the opposing beach, instead opting to watch the clouds that rolled in. If the storm made the shore, it would be a hard one, perhaps even hard enough to drive the dark goddess back to her castle. It would be hers, she was determined. There was enough room for her family, enough for anyone who wished to take shelter in her dark empire. It wouldn't do to lose sight of her goal, no matter how tempting it was to simply explore these fabled lands. Naamah had certainly donned rose colored glasses about this continent, but Demise could see the allure. As she sat there contemplating her future here, Demise watched as the raindrops started to fall over the ocean. Even in the afternoon, the luminescence of the water could be seen and it made her head tilt just slightly to the side as she tried to understand what caused it.

Demise sat for what felt like hours in the light rain, watching as each drop shimmered while filling the ocean. It was a magnificent display, but her stomach growled and she was broken from her thoughts. Moving around to the tidepools, the resourceful yearling queen searched for clams, urchins, small fish or crustaceans, anything that would make for a good meal. So far the only living creatures were abalone, a creature that looked like a rock but had a soft underside that was edible. They were not her favorite, but it was better than eating kelp or seaweed as she had done during her voyage across the ocean. Lavender eyes, rimmed on the inner part by pink, scanned the beach and she wondered if she would see anyone else today. There was much to learn, and much to do.