The Beach; Thursday Afternoon [06/30].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Though the morning had started with a mighty swim, a fresh catch for lunch, and a little bit of just basking in the pleasant (to a Zora, anyway) humidity, Sidon figured it was now time to move on to squeezing in a bit of land work. He'd managed to find an incredibly long (taller than even he was, so you know it was something to behold!) piece of driftwood that worked well for a practice trident, and then set to going through a variety of different forms and moves and flips and other various acrobatics, intent to keep at it until he was too tired and covered in sand, or perhaps a good reason for a break came along.

Certainly not a terrible way to spend an afternoon at all! It certainly beat just hanging around underneath the docks all day!

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