Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43337021-20191026191535/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191030003620

Aza dug her toews into the wet sand, watching it ooz between her toes. She could feel the sand packing itself under her tonails, but she didn't mind. SHe looked out at the sunset over the choppy waves.

This would make a good painting, She thought (my guy likes painting). She glanced nervously at the forest behind her, cecking for earth elves. You could never be too carefu in war.

She saw a gaint wave crash to shore down the beach, a reaction to one of the bmbs that wa constantly being dropped from the sky onto her lovely home.

She looked up at the sky, and stuck her tongue out, ust or any sky elves that might be watching. The tide came in, washing over her feet, and taking the wet sand offher feet, save a few grainules.

She continued watching the sun set, the light warming her face, and closed her eyes and imagined. ..

She imagned they wern't at war.

She imagined she had friends.

SHe imagined her family cared about her, and not her siblings.

The worst part about imagining, Aza thought. ''Is that it's exactly that. Just my imagination.''

-Chloe