Two hours passed, and the scorching sun beat down relentlessly.
Aaron wiped his brow, the heat beginning to wear on him.
They hadn’t brought any supplies, and the wooden barrel was already filled with dead fish.
He turned to Edrin and said,
"Let’s head back now."
Edrin chuckled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Hey Aaron, I’ve got to admit, this is the first time I’ve actually enjoyed fishing."
He glanced up at the blazing sun and added with a sheepish grin,
"Though I hate to admit it… I’m getting thirsty. Let’s return."
Aaron nodded, gripping the oars as the skiff gently turned toward the shore.
The sea behind them shimmered, calm and quiet.
Half an hour later, they returned to shore, the skiff gently bumping against the dock as they secured it.
Aaron glanced at the barr
