A sharp jabbing sensation broke the boy from his trance-like walk along the white shores. His slow and measured stride stopped as his foot half-rested on the item jabbing into his bare feet. His attention was drawn over towards the horizon, as the rising sun beamed hard onto his face. His expression was flat and he looked as if the world around him was beyond his interest, but a flush of confusion furrowed his brow as he began to look around himself, finally lifting his foot to see the jagged half of a seashell poking into his foot. When had he taken off his boots? He couldn't remember, nor could he remember stepping out onto the beachfront this morning.
He reached down and brushed the shell aside. It had not punctured the artificial skin, nor did it particularly hurt, but waves of concern began to wash against him. Much like the beautiful rainbow reef that the waves crashed against just below the sun on the horizon, he stood there nearly immune to the anxiety of the unknown. Eventually, with a slow and firm poise, he set his foot back down onto the sand, watching the foot sink an inch down into the ivory sand. The last memory he could recall was at the temple five hours after sunset, making final preparations to escort the man back to Wind Country. Ren looked off towards the sun once more, estimating that he still had a few hours before the preordained time that had been arranged to begin his escort mission.
With the sensation of pain subsided, Ren began to run the mystery through his mind, thinking of every possible reason that might have brought him to this location and circumstance. It was a mystery to solve, and solving mysteries was one of the few activities he took pleasure in his new life. The cold and wet sensation of water covering his ankles brought him back to reality once more, and he found himself standing half a foot deep into the shore's waters. The minor ebb and flow of the waves caught his attention as he found him once again not where he last remembered himself to be. Had be been daydreaming to such a degree that he was, for lack of a better term, sleepwalking? "This is... concerning," he calmly voiced to himself as he continued to stand there, letting the water cool
"Perhaps this what simply what people mean when they speak of being lost in one's thoughts?" The question was posed to no one in particular, and while it served no purpose to audibly voice his inner monologue, it did appear to dampen that odd sensation he was experiencing. Instead of dwelling on the mystery, he instead stared out towards the distant horizon, the shimmering coral reef and the blazing sun that continued to creep over it all. "It is a rare experience to see the sun over water. Perhaps I will acquire a sample of that coral structure and return it back to Sunagakure. Are living entities capable of surviving for prolonged periods inside of a seal?" The new question rose to his mind and once gain he began to stare blankly out across the water, the waves creeping higher as the tides continued to rise.
He reached down and brushed the shell aside. It had not punctured the artificial skin, nor did it particularly hurt, but waves of concern began to wash against him. Much like the beautiful rainbow reef that the waves crashed against just below the sun on the horizon, he stood there nearly immune to the anxiety of the unknown. Eventually, with a slow and firm poise, he set his foot back down onto the sand, watching the foot sink an inch down into the ivory sand. The last memory he could recall was at the temple five hours after sunset, making final preparations to escort the man back to Wind Country. Ren looked off towards the sun once more, estimating that he still had a few hours before the preordained time that had been arranged to begin his escort mission.
With the sensation of pain subsided, Ren began to run the mystery through his mind, thinking of every possible reason that might have brought him to this location and circumstance. It was a mystery to solve, and solving mysteries was one of the few activities he took pleasure in his new life. The cold and wet sensation of water covering his ankles brought him back to reality once more, and he found himself standing half a foot deep into the shore's waters. The minor ebb and flow of the waves caught his attention as he found him once again not where he last remembered himself to be. Had be been daydreaming to such a degree that he was, for lack of a better term, sleepwalking? "This is... concerning," he calmly voiced to himself as he continued to stand there, letting the water cool
"Perhaps this what simply what people mean when they speak of being lost in one's thoughts?" The question was posed to no one in particular, and while it served no purpose to audibly voice his inner monologue, it did appear to dampen that odd sensation he was experiencing. Instead of dwelling on the mystery, he instead stared out towards the distant horizon, the shimmering coral reef and the blazing sun that continued to creep over it all. "It is a rare experience to see the sun over water. Perhaps I will acquire a sample of that coral structure and return it back to Sunagakure. Are living entities capable of surviving for prolonged periods inside of a seal?" The new question rose to his mind and once gain he began to stare blankly out across the water, the waves creeping higher as the tides continued to rise.
