His expulsion from the haven had not been a happy one. He was used to living up high, some where that his powers worked and stayed for more than a moment. Unlike his father and sister whos domains belonged on the sea shore, his, like his mother, belonged some where high up where the cold enhanced his domain.
Having been forced from those heights though he had returned to the only other thing he knew, the sea. It was a very long stretch of shoreline and while he had travelled many miles down it, searching for his father, or maybe even his sister, he came upon the pride of gems.
The cool beach and caves attracted him. A few days passed as he tipped his toes in the silver sand and sparkling waters. The unnatural phenomenons continued and he knew that meant he would not be able to return to the haven. With nowhere else to go he decided to stay. Having spoken to the leaders and gaining his gem the pale blue god lay upon the beach creating small sculptures from his rime.
