[SE] paradise found

This can't be right. The Taliesin family have arrived at Torchline in time for the tide to be at just the right distance from the hot sand. They've bundled together towels, buckets, spades, and even some small flags that Mateo spotted from one of the stalls in the market, and they've headed down onto the beach. There's not a cloud to be seen. Hels call out for snacks overhead. Ronin can smell salt and sweetness, and his toes are buried in the sand where he sits, his bare shoulders already starting to turn pink. No one has come to shoo them away. Apopo hasn't erupted. Some giant beast hasn't crawled out from the water to ask for a beating. For all intents and purposes, things are perfectly, beautifully calm. And Ronin is suspicious. If anyone can brood at the beach, it's the Dark Star, and he glowers at the waves like they might come to interrupt their vacation at any moment. Mateo, meanwhile, is oblivious to all of this, and he is very busy trying to dig his way to the Cordillera - or the Cordigliera in the travelling tongue. ronypony it's always nice to make an impression