just take your time wherever you go
Saiden smiled at Seren's question, though he also shrugged. Glancing at her briefly, he found his gaze drawn back to the horizon as he considered his response. "Who knows?" The smile turned into a grin. "You'd know far better than I what is and isn't a god, I imagine." Giving her a pleased look, he found his expression grow thoughtful again.
"But I suppose it depends on what you consider a god. The beings that hold more power over mortals, including you mother, are gods, yes. But the Ocean is far more powerful than any mere mortal as well, and doesn't particularly care about our wants and desires. Is that not, in its own way, godlike? To someone like me, at least?" The words came out in a musing tone, since he honestly didn't know the answer.
As her hand settled into his, he gave her another fond smile. Then he led her down the beach. Thankfully, they weren't too far from their destination. When they arrived, he let go of her hand so he could slip the bag off his shoulder and onto the sand. Then he knelt so he was closer to her level. "The first lesson of fishing is picking the right spot. You want a place where the fish you want to get would come, and would be curious enough to examine your bait."
He pointed at the entrance to the pool. The pool itself was shadowed, a shadow provided by a small hill nearby. "The fish come in from the sea looking for a bit of respite from predators and the sun. They're also following their food, which gets swept in here by the current." With that, he reached into his bag to start pulling out boxes.
"But I suppose it depends on what you consider a god. The beings that hold more power over mortals, including you mother, are gods, yes. But the Ocean is far more powerful than any mere mortal as well, and doesn't particularly care about our wants and desires. Is that not, in its own way, godlike? To someone like me, at least?" The words came out in a musing tone, since he honestly didn't know the answer.
As her hand settled into his, he gave her another fond smile. Then he led her down the beach. Thankfully, they weren't too far from their destination. When they arrived, he let go of her hand so he could slip the bag off his shoulder and onto the sand. Then he knelt so he was closer to her level. "The first lesson of fishing is picking the right spot. You want a place where the fish you want to get would come, and would be curious enough to examine your bait."
He pointed at the entrance to the pool. The pool itself was shadowed, a shadow provided by a small hill nearby. "The fish come in from the sea looking for a bit of respite from predators and the sun. They're also following their food, which gets swept in here by the current." With that, he reached into his bag to start pulling out boxes.
