34th of Winter, 508 AV
Grey skies and muddy waters. Waves rolled along to the beat of their own song, paying no mind to the boy who buried his feet in the sand. The air was cold, the ocean colder, but he did not seem to mind. Savos simply stared out at the infinite stretch of Laviku's realm, thinking away. He wondered why the water acted the way it did. Why did it rise and crash so violently onto these shores, instead of simply drifting along like it did in deeper waters? It was almost as though it were angry that the rock would rise as indignantly as it did, challenging it. The rock would tell the ocean, “This where you stop. You cannot go further.” But the waves would not abide, and petulantly crashed upon the rocks again and again in defiance. Savos knew that the water would have its way eventually, for he could already see how the rocks had eroded at the base, slowly losing their sturdy resistance. One day, the caves would collapse and the cliffs above them would fall, and water would encroach upon the land a little further.
Things that fell into the ocean sometimes got dragged to shore by those restless waves. Savos noticed something with a glint, a bright highlight against the shapeless sun above him. He walked over to the tiny object half-buried in sand. His feet went numb in the cold of the winter water, but the boy did not seem to mind. He picked up the object and delicately wiped the sand off of it as though it were fragile treasure.
It was a coin as far as Savos could tell. He was not all too familiar with the concept, for the people of his home were much more accustomed to simple barter than to the act of exchanging currency. But Savos had seen his father using the small metal pieces to buy and sell things at the market, things that came from far away. Still, he had never seen him use one such as this one. He observed its imprints curiously, the way little stars lined its corners protectively, giving the metal a bumpy texture along his fingers.
He wanted to bring it back home, ask the people around him if they knew what it was. But he felt crippled by the devastating fear that one of the adults would see it appropriate to take the coin away from him. Having discovered it among millions of grains of endless sand, Savos felt the coin was rightfully his, and dreaded to see it taken away. So, when he finally removed his feet from the chilling waters and began his return to town, he decided that no one would have to know about his newly acquired treasure.