[DROP] forevermore

Ray

Every breath,
is a giveaway dance

Ray had been combing the beach on her walk when she saw the commotion. At first worried, she jogged over, only to freeze. Clearly everyone was ok. But seeing an undisturbed chest in the middle of nowhere with no signs of whoever placed it? That was all manner of red flags. Curiously and with caution, Ray went back to the surf. Grabbing a piece of driftwood she returned. Biting her lip with nerves, Ray gently poked the chest with the stick to see if anything happened.


Ray pokes the chest with a piece of driftwood.

between you and the plants
-Susan Weed