Ares walked around the island lost in observing his surroundings. Bright colorful homes in the different shades of blue and green mixed. Some were mansions and others were smaller homes.
Some of the creatures living there lay on the beach, enjoying the sun and others went about their day.
Day? Sun?
It was night when he left. Now he was even more confused. He came by a man selling pearls and other stones he had never seen.
Ares stopped, hoping to speak to him as he pretended to buy something.
"You are new here," the man said before Ares could say something.
"Yes."
"Where do you come from?"
"Land."
"An arozak from land." He nodded.
"What is an arozak?"
"A halfbreed."
"Of what?"
The man chuckled. "This all must be new to you."
"It is."
The man motioned for him to sit down on the chair next to his table where he placed the stones. Ares sat down.
