Mildew
Woo hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
It had been a gradual change from the Wilds to Torchline, but the arrival at the coast had marked Mildew as officially away from her home. The sand beneath her feet, tentative but still burning Flowerbirth sun in the sky, bright and vibrant animals reflected in the exciting people milling about the port and shore. She must have looked naive to them, a bare-footed, seemingly young girl humming as she walked along the shore, but Mildew paid them no mind; she just wanted to see the sea.See how high she flies
Mildew had been here before, but it had been centuries ago, before most of Haulani had been built. One of the pleasing things about entities as massive as the sea was that they didn't change all that much, even as everything around them grew and evolved; stepping her feet into the cold water felt just the same as it had done back then, when she had been a different person, a younger God.
She was quite happy to stand there for a long time, feet sinking into the soft underwater sand and hands out stretched to catch the sea air and droplets of water that breezed about. Eventually she began to walk down the edge of the foaming surf, picking up shells and seaweed and gathering them into her bag that hung on her hip.
She got the moon in her eye
