On the shores of Mura (open)

[Sarafine Grey]

i have been here in Mura 3 days and still not met anyone whom i could call my friend. I'm beginning to wonder if even now, among my own kind, I still may never belong. Maybe i am destined to be an outcast forever...
I decide to go to the sea today, and hopefully make some friends. But as that may very well not happen i bring my mother's journal with me too, hoping to maybe find some inspiration for my poetry.
i sit out on a rock in the sea, my long white-blonde hair flowing around me in a slight breeze as my pale and vibrant green eyes gaze around me at the beauty of the sea and of Konti Isle itself.
Something catches my eye, children playing just on the shoreline and a man and woman whom I'm positive are there parents behind them watching them and loving them. Tears well up in my eyes- I wish I could have a family like that for myself. I hold back the tears, and begin to write.