On a serene day, Elysia and Rhea embarked on a tranquil fishing trip. Their small boat gently bobbed on the calm surface of the sea. With the overcast sunlight casting a warm glow overhead and a gentle breeze ruffling their hair, they shared a special moment together amidst the peaceful waters.
Elysia sat at the stern of the boat. Her experienced hands expertly handle the fishing rod.
Seated beside her, the baby Rhea observed with wide-eyed wonder. Rhea's curiosity was piqued by the sights and sounds of the sea. With her smol hands, she reached out to touch the sparkling water, giggling with delight as it splashed against her fingertips.
"Mama Ely, aren't we fishing for fish?" Rhea looked at the bait in the distance. There were no fish eating the bait. It didn't even have any hook, only floating bait.
"We're not fishing for ordinary fish. Let's wait a moment." Elysia opened her sakura parasol and stared at a particular island in the distance.
