the beach of wonders

The young girl was distracted from her splishy-splashing by her brother’s quiet voice crossing the beach. She took just another moment to drop to her elbows and quickly roll in the shallow water before making her way back to the black sand and taking a seat beside him, turning her own golden eyes to the sky. "Hmm, I dunno, but if you go to the other side of the beach, they look a bit different. I’m pretty sure they move too. But not very fast." She canted her head to the side trying to grasp the importance of what she had just said. "Maybe, it doesn’t matter what they are, as long as they can help us get to where we need to be?" The girl took another moment to look at the sky. “We should give’em names so we can always find our way back home.”