"Its blue, and its big…" Lady Elizabeth had never seen the ocean, and even after staring at it she couldn't find a good way to describe it. They had just crested the strait of cursed waters and were now sailing to a large island north of Nocturne lands.
"Vast, it is a night black, mast small and I smaller, insignificant in her might, magnificent in our wonder." Tiffaney mentioned from behind as she approached the outer railing. Having been at sea, the girl spent most of her time watching the waves and trying to spot life in the waters. Boats brought out the poet in the young heir, and even if it wasn't great, it was still enough for her.
