It's cold, and it's getting misty. A tall man hurries down the alley, needing to get home before he's late. The mouth of the alley is blocked, then, and Luke squints to see who is there in the darkness. He takes a step forwards, then steps back. "What are you doing here? He asks slowly, frightened. It's hard to scare...
He washed among the shore, grains of sand clinging to his moist grey skin. The waves swimming up to bring the most gentle caresses to his injured being, lying between ocean and land. A glistening pair of blue and red gems, sparkling like the most precious of rubies and sapphire gazing upon the creature that lay still...
A life born for the sea while another was for the land, yet their hearts entwined, tangled, and clung to one another.