Kean thought carefully as he looked at the sand before him. He had only recently gotten into school and so far hadn't made any friends yet. So playing outside on the playground was a bit boring, but there was one thing a little demon like himself could always do, and that was playing in the sandbox. Of course he had to choose what he wanted to make with the sand. It was a bit hard because there wasn't really any water around to keep any shapes, but he could still play some solo games.
He sat in the sand for a bit as he thought about all of this. Sure, he had some tools at his disposal, a scoop and a few shapers, but maybe he just wanted a big pile of sand at one end of it? Maybe he wanted to draw in the sand instead? Maybe he could eat some of it (though his mother had told him not to)? The possibilities were almost endless!
