Hadama inclined his head in quiet agreement as to the strangeness of each other's worlds. At her mention of exploring the far reaches of the open sea, however, he met her eyes with grave solemnity. "Beyond the shallows, there are many dangers," he agreed. Even the merfolk who called those waters home took care.
As, he supposed, the land dwellers did with their own large, sharp-toothed fauna. Beyond the cities, above or below, safety was far from guaranteed.
A coastal shrine...? Hadama tilted his head in thought, but the mention of strange water brought a flicker of recognition to his eyes, resigned but understanding. "For most, it is a game," he acknowledged. Another pause filled the night as he contemplated his next words. "For some... it is not." The tales of drowned fishers and sailors were not without their grains of truth.
"Is this shrine near the water?" A curious question; most of the shore shrines were out of reach: in lighthouses, rocky geyser fields, or simply beyond reach of the canals.
As, he supposed, the land dwellers did with their own large, sharp-toothed fauna. Beyond the cities, above or below, safety was far from guaranteed.
A coastal shrine...? Hadama tilted his head in thought, but the mention of strange water brought a flicker of recognition to his eyes, resigned but understanding. "For most, it is a game," he acknowledged. Another pause filled the night as he contemplated his next words. "For some... it is not." The tales of drowned fishers and sailors were not without their grains of truth.
"Is this shrine near the water?" A curious question; most of the shore shrines were out of reach: in lighthouses, rocky geyser fields, or simply beyond reach of the canals.
