Dust Devils

Kea liked the bifrost. He could see out into the ocean from either side of the sand bar. It was close enough to the Hallows that he could explore it without worry - so long as one of his parent’s companions were nearby. Today, there was a harsh wind picking up across the bar. Tossing sand every which way, and it was a struggle to keep it out of his eyes.

He trotted down the Bifrost, Spud at his heels. Every now and then he would stop, pairing across the distance, and imagine he could see the hint of sails. Pirates were a thing, right? Wouldn’t it be wicked cool if the Hallows had to fight off pirates?

He was halfway across when the wind picked up even stronger. Now just a toss of wind now, but an actual funnel! He watched as it began to form across the sand. He had never seen anything like it! It was a cone of wind and sand and it was coming towards him! He let out a yelp and started to run, heading away from the funnel - which meant heading towards the Boreas side of the bar. “Hurry, Spud!” he said to his slower polar bear companion. The chubby little ball of white struggled to match his pace.


WC: 217


"Ciaran Carpathius"