04-24-2018, 07:25 AM
They move from sandbar to sandbar, splashing in the sea in between.
Glim doesn’t know it yet but she has a symbiotic relationship with the sea. This sea in particular. She’s never been able to decipher dream from memory all that well. Who can when you’re but a fetus in the womb afloat on a different sea of sorts? Still she sensed a kinship to the salty tides that dampened her skin.
Little did she know it was because her mother had ties to this sea. Kraken. Hippocampus. Her mother had swum these seas in one form or another when little Glim was even littler inside her. The sway and temperature had soothed her inside her own darkwater-world.
Glim and Dim get sidetracked between the last two sandbars before the main island. They are having a splash fight that the spotty filly is quickly losing. Giggles and the noise of splashes fill the air.
No fair, you’re winning!
Not my fault you gave me this shape. Monkey paws are better at splashing water than your hooves are.
The shadow-monkey stuck his tongue out before slapping the water with both paws and drenching his companion’s face. Glim coughed and spluttered, unprepared. She shoved her snout in the sea and sucked up a great big briny gulp that she held in her mouth.
You wouldn’t dare!
She nodded her head once before advancing on him and promptly hosing him down with the big mouthful she’d just taken. Now it was his turn to cough and splutter as she giggled and drifted languidly up onto the last sandbar.
Dim followed her but not before launching a starfish at her that he’d scooped up from the shallow sea. It hit her spotty blanketed butt with a wet thwack then slid off to the sand. Surely the starfish was traumatized as Glim was not. She just craned her head around and stared at the shadow-monkey who tried to look innocent.
Really?
What?
Cheeky monkey.
A nicker splits the air and both of them turn their heads to the source of it.
Look, a boy!
He doesn’t look as if he could even stand up if it wasn’t for those wings of his.
Dim, that’s not nice.
Was her companion jealous?! Glim shook head at the silly thought and ran all the way to the edge of the sandbar. She leaned out over the water, straining on her tippy toes as she called back to him with a long loud whinny.
Don’t be so loud!
Why, because we shouldn’t be here?
Yes, exactly! Technically were trespassing.
Oh phooey! You worry too much.
“Hello! Stay right there, we’ll come to you!” Glim gave the shadow-monkey one last look - Coming or not? She knew he would. He’d never leave her. Or she’d just zap him back into nonexistence with a thought. Without awaiting his answer, she threw herself into the sea and swam the last stretch to the shore.
She emerged from the rollicking surf with a toss of her head. It might have looked a whole lot cooler and flung off way more water if she’d had something other than a half-maybe straggling down her neck. Instead she just looked ridiculous and nearly tripped over a large intact conch shell. “Oh!” She cried aloud before recovering from the stumble that nearly sent her to her knees. With a smile at the colt, she kicked the offending shell out of the way.
“Hello again!” she said happily with a grin.
@[Grye]