-> A small demon dressed in pink sits on the edge of a dock overlooking the ocean. The dock is in major disrepair, the wood rotting and cracked, ready to break at any moment. But the demon doesn't seem to care. He stares down at his reflection, socks and shoes sitting beside him as he dangles his legs in the water and idly swishes them around.
-> He looks numb.
@rabidsfoot
-> This isn't the waters from the ocean that surrounded the world this little scientist knew. It was cleaner and clearer, little fish and blades of seaweed could be seen below the surface as either mere shadows or much closer reflections. -> The area was quiet, maybe it was a little TOO quiet. But wasn't silence a good thing right now? Wasn't the peace of the ocean a nice thing to have? Wasn't- -> What was that?
