Happiness comes in waves

The black sand was a stark contrast to the white sand beaches of her home by the bay, and for a moment, she actually felt homesick. Morganna was quick to shake the feeling off, they would be returning to the Bamboo any day now and there was plenty new and exciting to see along the way. She still planned to see everything, everywhere she could, she didn't plan to ever be stuck in one place for long.

So for now, she sat, looking out at the frigid water as the sun sank below the waves. As much as she craved the south there was something in the bracing northern wind that felt like home... Why would that be? She wondered. Taking into account the cold, the sharp stunted palm trees certainly looked to be out of place, almost as out of place as she did, sitting there with a mushroom sprouting from her left ear and glow oozing down her front right leg.