The sea was rough this time of year. It can go hours from roaring and whirlpools to calm for only a few moments. It must be just one of those times, and this time, while he was sleeping through these raging situations, the sea took him. Usually he would panic and try to tighten his grip. But all night he had been helping to move some of the sea life to another coral, and exhausted as the seahorse was, he went with the waves, asleep all the while. When the waves calmed, and he finally woke up, he was in another place, he saw a lot of sand and not a lot of sea. With a few twitches of his tail, he was upon the surface, looking around, and panic finally sunk in.
"Where-!?" He tossed one way, then the next. Frantic, he swam to one side, then the next. All around him was sand, how did he get here!? Not so far away, the channel set.. He'd have to go on land.
Quickly he sunk back in to the water and tried to see if any more sea life came in, to his surprise, he was utterly... Alone. Then he barely came back to the surface, just to where his eyes were... scanning and plotting a plan to get back out to his beloved ocean..
Malikztiah Ankhere
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Malikztiah Ankhere
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