FEELS LIKE HOME
Eka shook off salt water and dragged the surf board up onto sand. Out on the water, moonlight glinted off the waves Sema rode, sans board. She glided left, then right, then whipped out a loop right before rolling up to shore and hopping off the water. Sema waved as she shook a bit, water flying off her. Somehow, the salty spray made it to Eka as she sat with arms wrapped around her knees.
"Hey!" Eka threw a handful of sand at Sema, but a tiny whirlwind caught it and ran as she sat.
"So happy to be out there again."
"Must be nice not to need a board.”
Or anything else to help you get around.
Sema glanced at Eka. "Still stuck, huh?"
Eka fell back. Under the numerous stars, everything seemed infinite. She’d even had a brief moment of hope of some insight when she’d met
