Let me tell you a story.
A story about a little boy.
A little boy with eyes the color of the sea after a storm and his hair as white as a pearl.
A little boy who loved the sea.
And the sea loved the little boy.
When the little boy came to visit the sea made sure to keep the waves gentle and always sent him the nicest of shells, the most colorful of fish, and the most interesting of finds.
The little boy visited the sea everyday.
And everyday the sea fell a little more in love with her little boy.
Then one day the little boy didn't visit.
The sea was sad but kept hope for the next day to come.
Then a week past and the sea new something was wrong and she worried about her little boy.
As time went on the sea began to become restless and started storm after storm.
Then one day the sea grew silent and calm.
She saw the little boy's parents with a beautiful pearl white box walking towards her.
As they dragged the box into the water the sea became sad.
For she knew what had become of her little boy with eyes the color of the sea after a storm and his hair as white as a pearl.
As the parents pushed the box into the water the sea pulled the box in.
As the box began to sink and the sea creatures began to crowd around their old friend the sea saw the parents shed tears.
That day the sea made a promise.
She promised to keep the little boy safe and to always love him.
That's why the sea is calm and beautiful. Why she is restless and terrifying.
She wants to remember her little boy and sometimes she just can't help but miss him.
