lavenders blue, dilly dilly

Seren

I'm ready to start the conquest of spaces
Reaching the starlight and silver fields

Seren blinked slowly, not quite following what the boy was saying. It sounded like a riddle. How many blue shells holds the sea... except backwards.

But she dropped the matter when Dante upped the stakes in the game. Her smile turned into a grin, a competitive gleam sparking in the blue sky eyes. "Alright!" she agreed with an easy laugh. "Ready? Go!"

Seren started on quick feet down one end of the beach, her small feet sending up cascades of water as she ran through the surf. Quick eyes scanned the sand and the tidal pools, searching for anything and everything that shimmered in the right hue. Most of the time it was merely water reflecting the sky, but a few times she leaned down and examined something closer. The one blue shell she did find really was not up to scratch; more white and gray than blue, and not at all clear the way she wanted it.

Nervous about losing, she frequently threw glances after Dante, to see how his progress went. Apparently he wasn't used to being near the ocean... and young as she was, Seren couldn't help but want to keep an eye on him. To make sure he didn't get in trouble.

Come with the night the science of fighting
The forces of gravity