A whole lot of water

Thorn had followed the castle wall, heading in the direction that would match where his room was inside.  The view from their bedroom had the ocean.  The water was an impressive sight from the window but now he would soon see it without the window stopping him from getting any closer.  

The scent of salt grew stronger as he neared it and eventually there it was.  Thorn ran to the water's edge, an excited grin stretched taught across his face.  Slowly he neared it, finally putting a foot in the water, little bits of gravel under his feet.  The water was moving as he had seen it move in the castle but the waves didn’t seem overly angry today.  It was amazing though, watching as each wave came close and pulled back.  Thorn stepped in a tiny bit more but still, little more than his paws ever got covered in the water.  The boy could feel how the water tried to pull back what it touched.  Did it get stronger the farther he went in?  With how he’d seen the waves from the window Thorn imagined they might be pretty strong if he kept going.

"Thorn Carpathius"