What does it mean to flow like the sea?
To be one with the waves?
To commune with the spirits within the swirls?
To take charge of the beasts within as their leader?
To most, the very idea was drivel that was better for the big screen or some comic book character.
For Conner Lord, this question was about as crucial as the question of 'what is the meaning of life' was to the average person.
Right now, Conner was assisting his fellow deckhands in preparing their fishing boat for sail. He lived in a small town off the coast of Los Angeles, right beside Monterey Bay.
His eyebrows were furrowed as he devoted his concentration into his work. Conner was a tall man, at 6'1, enough to tower over most of his peers.
