Anarchy-Crossing

The air cooled as the last rays of sun slowly slipped behind the horizon. Reddish and orange hues reflecting in the gentle waves of the ocean that lapped at the sand. Crickets slowly took up their song as the first rays of moonlight brightened the earth along with the cicadas who joined in their melody. Sand gave way under foot as the brunet stood up from their spot on the sandy beach and dusted off the grains of sand that remained clinging to their clothes. They followed the river inland, stopping where the sand merged into grass to empty their dark grey shoes of the large amount of sand that mysteriously crept in there. Rain continued thei

Soft sunlight slowly leaks through the tent’s small opening waking the sleeping brunette out of their slumber. Peering out at the waking world Rain moves to stand, grabbing their fishing pole that is perfectly balanced against the side of the tent, before walking out into the morning sunlight. Letting out a yawn, they run a hand through their tangled locks to sort out the mess they call hair as they head down the flattened grass path to where it forks by the river. Stopping at the cross roads to try and finish sorting out their bed head. A small shadow that crosses their reflection reminds them of their previous mission and with a glanc