HexHaunts

Mahi clenched and unclenched her hands in the warm sand, feeling the grains slowly slipping through her fingers each time she loosened her fist. She. Was. So. Bored. If collecting materials had been mildly annoying, building the boat itself was downright aggravating. She had worked all afternoon the day before, and had come up with a hefty amount of wood for the boat; so why was still being asked to come back the next day and work even more? She had things to do (like sit in the sun, float in the bay, and eat popsicles)! She sighed and closed her eyes, trying her best to tune out the commotion from the nearby beach. The boat was a work in progress, but it was coming together. Mahi dug her heels in the sand and pushed out little ditches beneath her feet. She wondered how much longer she could get away with just laying in the sand before Rokusho came along and started yelling at her to get back to work. As the sun beamed down on her, a larger wave crashed over her feet and lapped at her

Mahi wiped the sweat from her forehead with a huff, couldn’t Marin have chosen any other day to go and dig for junk in the sand? As much as she loved hot weather, today was sweltering. The trees she towered over seemed less green, and she was yet to see any ocean animals out on the blistering sand. She never complained out loud, though, as she knew that she was needed for the job. Only so many chimereons are able to carry twenty or so pieces of debris in just one of their fists. As she bent down to pick another plank, she noticed something else further down the beach. Eager to return to Marin and Rokusho with more than just wood, Mahi snatched up the plank under her and walked a good four steps across the beach before standing in front of the mystery object buried in the sand. She leaned down and brushed a thin layer of sand away with one of her fingers, noticing it was made of glass. Intrigued, she pinched it with two delicate fingers and lifted it from the ground. Raising the object