"Sea creatures," Arialla explained. Somewhere in the back of her mind rose an instinct to step back as this person approached her, but she suppressed it easily. Her previous encounters with divinity had given her a bit of an even keel when it came to such things. "Mollusks, clams, and snails live in the shells, and when they die, the shells wash up on the beach."
Watching her potential customer take a piece of sea glass made Arialla a bit wary, too, but she ignored that as well. It was only sea glass; even if they did run off with it, that was no great loss, as nice a piece as it was. She added, "Not that one, though. That's sea glass -- it comes from glass that people lose in the ocean, rubbed smooth by the waves and the sand."
Watching her potential customer take a piece of sea glass made Arialla a bit wary, too, but she ignored that as well. It was only sea glass; even if they did run off with it, that was no great loss, as nice a piece as it was. She added, "Not that one, though. That's sea glass -- it comes from glass that people lose in the ocean, rubbed smooth by the waves and the sand."
