the pleasure my boots gave me
02-25-2024, 11:06 AM
Ronan shrugged, if someone else was exploring the Isle he saw no reason to bother them. Two was a crowd as far as he was concerned and a place like this almost had an air of loneliness to it, like it had once been bustling, thriving even, but no more. Maybe ruins just had that vibe, or he was reading a little too hard into things as he explored. He shrugged slightly to himself as he moved east, coming across an artificial beach, littered with warped plastic shapes that jutted out of the sand, umbrellas and deflated plastic rings. A hermit crab scuttled past, using a coconut as its shell. Just offshore, he would have mistaken the white shape jutting out of the water as an iceberg- if the climate wasn't so tropical. If he had to hazard a guess he thought it was one of the floating things, smaller and clearly submerged, just the end poking out as the rest hid beneath the waves. |
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