Josh is a scatter-brained 17 year old man-child whose aim is to get through life as awkwardly as possible. So far he is succeeding with flying colours. He likes reading, writing, listening to indie music, playing video games, and bad puns Oh, and pizza. Pizza’s pretty cool too.
Josh started writing and reading Feather and Ink's stories after Ink introduced him to them from Vindictus. The two play there as much as possible. It seems like a swell trade since Josh introduced Ink to nutella and peanut butter sandwiches.
Water Element Entry:
The Ocean by Her Lonesome
The rhythmic crash of waves from the perpetually churning sea sounded once more in the boy’s ears. It was an odd thought that it had presumably behaved this way for every other person who had ever been on this beach since time began. He raked his fingers through the sand that he lay on again, and stared towards the ocean. The horizon seemed to be set ablaze by the setting Sun. He spoke aloud, briefly gazing at the stars above, beginning to peep out of the darkness. “Hey, do you think it’s kinda neat that something so... ancient still exists?” His focus returned to the shimmering palate of colours that was the ocean.
The girl lying next to his right, also on the fine sand asked, “What do you mean?”
The boy continued, “I mean this ocean. It was here when my grandfather was alive. It was here when my grandfather’s grandfather was alive. It’ll be here when my grandchildren have grandchildren.”
“I suppose when you think of it like that, it is pretty cool, yeah. So many things from the past have disappeared. It’s awe-inspiring to think that the first humans ever would’ve seen something beautiful like this, and that the last humans ever will also see the same thing.”
The sweet, somber light of the twilight sun reflected off the dark glittering jewel that was the sea, and cast an orange glow on beach.
The boy softly spoke. “I know it doesn’t really, but the ocean seems to go on forever, doesn’t it? Have you ever thought that maybe, there are two people like us lying in the sand on the other side, seeing the Sun come up?”
The girl furrowed her brow. “I guess so. I mean, I know this world’s a great big place, with lots of people everywhere, but it seems almost... surreal to think that there other people in some far off land I’ll never see, just living their lives like us.”
The boy laughed, and the pair was silent again.
“Y’know, you might think this sounds stupid, but maybe if the ocean doesn’t go on forever, do you think it might at least exist forever?,” the boy wondered aloud. He lifted his hand out of the sand and watched the grains fall through the spaces in between his fingers.
The girl pondered the thought for a moment, and looked at the sand sifting through the boy’s hand. : “Hm... maybe it will, maybe it won’t. I’d like to think it would always be around in some form or another, but I haven’t seen anything on Earth that lasts forever. Not cities, or buildings, or even mountains and forests. Who’s to say the ocean’s exempt?”
“Time takes its toll on all things, it’s true. I suppose the ocean is no exception to that. But mean, it makes me kinda... sad, that maybe someday humans won’t be able to see something beautiful like this,” the boy said melancholically. The salty smell of the sea mixed with the fresh air that blew from the ends of the earth towards the sandy enclave where the two lay. The Sun finally sunk below the once ignited horizon, leaving Night to cool the Earth and her waters in its soothing darkness.
As the glow of day faded from their skins, she smiled, and turned her head to look at boy for the first time in hours. She gently put her hands in his and said, “Well, maybe humanity will somehow continue to exist when this world is dead and gone. Maybe they’ll find something even greater, more mysterious, and more wonderful than this ocean could ever hope to be.”
The boy looked back at her, and smiled in return, “Maybe.” Still not letting go of the girl’s hand, he stood up, and helped her stand up. “I guess we should be heading back home now that it’s dark.” He gazed upon the ocean once more, and saw that without the Sun, the ocean had become cold and dark like ink, with the light of the pale moon beginning to glower off the shadowy sea. He smiled as he realized that the ocean was just as beautiful as it was during the day, in its own haunting, lonely way.
The girl tapped him on the shoulder, “What’re you thinking about?”
The boy snapped out of his thoughts, and looked at the girl a bit stunned. Then he laughed a little. “I was just thinking about how your dad will kill me if I don’t get you back soon.”
The girl laughed as well. “Well, we better get going then.” She took her phone from her pocket and looked at the time. “It’s only a quarter to ten. We should have plenty of time to get back.”
She put her phone back, and then the two walked hand in hand down the beach towards the lights of the small town nearby, leaving the ocean by her lonesome.
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