Marcel
Marcel woke up under the night lights, the starts were sing so brightly. It felt so magical.
He had slept off hoping to get a message from his ancestors or his mother but there was nothing.
Just him, covered in sand. He stretched his body as he sat up in the sand, it was really chill.
Thank goodness he had come out with a jacket. Even as he wore it, he knew that he was going to have to go back inside the house or risk catching a cold.
He sat down there for a few more minutes,
“Come on, show me something.”
No answer, just the chill night breeze and the occasional sounds from crustaceans and insects.
He sighed and got up, he was not going to get anything here. Tomorrow, he would have to do some digging around.
“Thanks a lot.”
He said sarcastically as he walked back into the
