Excerpted from GREEN RUINS & SHALLOW BLUES: Book II: FRUITFUL
(c) 2024 Kyrinn S. Eis  All Rights Reserved Worldwide

The pair walked, neared the beach, trod its small grassy dunes, and made their way to the shore.  Naradan looked at her right foot and then her left, and her boots were gone.  Zere turned back and with a girlish smile, winked at Dina and ran into the sea's brilliant webwork of bubbles drawn back out to the next wave's crash.  Far enough out to be sprayed, she laughed sharply at the cold, and then with happy eyes, pled Dina join her.  Momentarily delayed by the doff of her shoes, Dina likewise exclaimed as the cold wash rushed over her feet, up her shins, and splashed her upturned cuffs.  Just in time to be spattered with finger-flicked brine, Dina laughed and doused Zereshem in rapid waves until she endured the same from the other.  The sunset was beautiful: one of clarity of blue embraced by an electric rust.  When Dina thought that all had been seen, Naradan stayed her departure and pointed at the horizon,
"...Now!"
A green flash appeared, -- danced in its hover, -- shone over the sun's barely visible crown, ...and then was gone; such brief beauty as to startle Dina.  Its suddenness made her question the realty of the vision.
"They call it a, 'Green Flash'."
Dina hugged Zereshem; cried.  The Prolegomenarch held her steady despite the tide's rise.