shadecrux

The evening wind was still hot when Altair and Oracle made their way to the shore. A twilight walk along the beach sounded to the pair like it would be a perfect nightcap to what had been a lovely day splashing in the waves and exploring the shops and vendors lined along the bustling boardwalk. These sorts of trips were a rarity for them, and they wished to make the best of their time there. The quiet sounds of the waves lapping at the shore accompanied them as they walked along the shore, the sky glowing with pinks and oranges as the sun dipped low on the horizon. Time seemed to fade, and before they knew it they had wandered quite further than they had meant to, the town having faded from sight in the twilit haze. Rounding a corner, the chimeron stumbled upon a most unusual sight - it seemed as though a large group of other chimeron had gathered and were combing the beaches, picking up bits of wood and rope, digging through the sand, searching - what on earth was going on