The waves lapped at the shore as a haunting tune floated over the shore. Tela's sound reflected the scenery that Resaku saw in front of her. A slow sunset over the infinite number of opportunities that had passed her by. Removing Tela from her lips, The young woman began to sing.



She took a breath of the ocean air and smiled. She missed her family it was true but she couldn't dwell on it. Shuka nudged her comfortingly. The musician smiled. She wasn't totally alone. She still had Tela and Shuka. Still, if she had someone to talk to. A two legged being, perhaps she would be able to get rid of this sadness she felt.

Resaku shook her head. No, she would have to make do with what she had. No complaining because that would make her more unhappy. Hadn't her father already said that the life of a wanderer is filled with joy and sadness at the same time? So it shouldn't have surprised her. She put Tela to her lips and began playing once more, the tune of forlorn hope.