what the ocean does with the water

'Eleanor feels like she's being mocked. There's an incredible spectacle of nature around her and she's incapacitated by loss. She holds pride in her cool exterior, in the collected way she displays herself. Through the filters of moral philosophy, she's still herself at the core. She can quote Immanuel Kant with sass, or understand a concept by relating it to her life of mishaps.

Then she steps in front of this - a pile of rubble at her feet. Something so indescribable, so unbelievably broken that there's nothing Eleanor can do about it. This strips her to her core.'

⤷ Shape some pieces of sea glass. Allow safe passage for a boat. Throw an earth-shattering storm while you're at it.