Freedom With The Sea - Trial of Shallows

[Criala 728]

The woman’s steps were slow, not too fast so she didn’t miss what it was that she was looking for. Seaglass. Her task was to collect it and create a mosaic representing an aspect of Thalassa. The first few minutes were unsuccessful, but that didn’t stop her. She kept close to the shoreline, so it’d be easier to spot any seaglass. With that, her search continued, and soon it proved fruitful. The first bit of seaglass, which she didn’t hesitate to bend down and scoop up. A nod of her head as she looked it over, but this only lasted a few more seconds. As good as it was that she finally found some, one piece of seaglass wasn’t going to be enough for a full mosaic.

 

As she continued, many footprints had been left in her wake, showing the path she’d taken in her search. At this part of the shore, if there were any pieces of seaglass, they were super small or broken pieces that she wouldn’t have been able to use. It prompted a sigh from her.  Disappointing, but it didn’t cause any halt in her steps. She’d just keep going until she found more.

 

Even further down the shoreline, she was able to find an abundance of seaglass. Enough for any plans that she had for her mosaic. With all of the seaglass gathered, she took her leave, another set of footprints leading away from the beach left.

 

She didn’t stop until she found herself at home, seaglass in hand. Then she seated herself in the middle of the bedroom floor, where she would have plenty of room. Carefully, she set the seaglass beside her in a pile, so that none of it broke. She reached out a hand, taking one piece of the seaglass and setting it in front of her. As each piece was grabbed and placed with the first, she lost herself in the creation, not overthinking what it was she wanted. It was coming from within.

 

Some time later, all of her seaglass had been placed together. She breathed out a sigh, leaning back just enough so she could look over her work. It painted a picture of a feminine figure, bursting forth from the roaring waves of the sea. Her arms outstretched, and a look of victory on her face as if she’d just broken free from something that held her captive.
 

 

“How fitting.” She murmured to herself, appearing satisfied with the result. Now all that was left was to turn it into Medli.