Shells of the Sea

Millions of years before, upon the planet of Thyria, stood a small house next to a seaside ocean; this small building housed a small family of three, a father, a mother, and a small boy. Their names, being Maron, that of the father's name, Mia, that of the mother's name, and Leon, that of the son's name.

As usual, upon the quiet planet of Thyria, there was peace, a powerful reign that gripped the hands of the great planet; which, for this happy family, was a prosperous thing. As of now, Maron was sitting along the beachside, hand in hand with his wife, Leon playing about in the tide of the seaside.

The Glowerorbs were closing, causing the evening ablaze with a variety of hues, which decorated the sky like a rainbow with no end, stretching from the west to the east. Making this the most picturesque of evenings for anyone, the beauty of it all hard for even a great artist to capture. Of course, most beings did not make art upon the planet of Thyria, and few even bothered, as it was considered a waste of time in the period.

Maron smirked, "It's, for the most part, a nice evening. I would say we could head to town, but it's getting a little too late."

"I know. But I'm glad that you wanted to spend time out here today, normally you're too busy to do others things, and well, it was great to enjoy the whole day away. You know, with the swimming, you making lunch, for once-"

"Hey." Maron laughed, "I sometimes make lunch even if I'm 'busy', which isn't always the same idea. Sometimes other things hold me up."

"Like?" Mia questioned, "I would like to know." She raised an eyebrow.

"Eh-heh. So you have me there."

"As usual."

The two were interrupted by Leon, whom was running up to them gleefully. "Mommy, daddy, I saw a cool fish in the sea!! It was large, long, and black colored, it had cool glowy eyes and, and and-"

"It was cool?" Maron questioned.

"Yeah!! Wanna come see?"

"No, we're fine from here." His mother smiled, without another response, the little boy ran off once more to the water to enjoy the ocean's pleasures.

"He acts like it was different from every other fish in the sea." Maron stated.

"Well, he is still a little boy, he's only six, what can you expect from a growing imagination?" Mia swiftly interjected, answering the question of the mystery of the strange fish.

"If you say so, the sea does contain some weird creatures.." Maron added to his already defeated statements.