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So this.

This.

Is what a beach looked like, when the sun was out. When the light of the sky shown down on it. With clear blue above and clear blue past the sandy shores.

It wasn't really her first time seeing it of course, not even the first time with the sun out. It was, however, the first time she had seen it like this. It was the first time she didn't have to adorn herself with cloth from neck to toes, Gloves on her hands, boots on her feet, pokemon at her side just in case. Just in case her parasol failed her or the wind plucked it from her fingertips like an unwanted weed and threw it heaven and hell knew where.

Isra stood with the warm sand between her toes, the feeling was familiar in a way but not in the way she knew it as being from her life in the real world. She knew it real enough by that alone. She could feel the false sun on her skin, something that still gave her anxiety, that instant ingrained fear cropping up to try and force her back beneath her beloved shadow but she was determined.

Determined enough she'd simply told Remiel she was going to the beach and hadn't waited even a moment for him to decide if he was going with or not. Hadn't given him a chance to protest. Hadn't given him even so much as a moment's breath before she ran off. The moment she'd realized how close it was she couldn't help herself.

Bare feet leave marks in the sand as she scurries across it for the water, letting it lick at her feet. She's not even really sure what to do with herself here, too eager to enjoy the warmth most know when they speak of the beach but unfamiliar with the idea to be lost in it. Letting the false ocean lap at her ankles seems a good enough start.

Rinse and repeat, she turns back towards the shore, looking inland in the hopes he's found her again. Just like before. And when he does she's more alive than ever, grinning from ear to ear. The excitement plain as day on her avatar's face.

Remiel Calcifet