Ocean breeze

She sat in the sand not to far from the shore. The breeze was cooling fast as summer had been slowly fading into fall. Her loose curls danced around her porcelin face discretly and she heard his footsteps.

I knew you'd come.

Of course you did, we are bound together and you did call to me. He answered her as he took a seat indian style next to her in the grainy sand.

She raised a perfectly arched eyebrow at him without turning.

I did , did I? I was not aware.

You may not have conciously called to me but you did call. You are lonely these days my dear Aunt. Why is it that you insist on hiding in your little dorm in that massive stuffy structure your people call home?

My people Panos? We are your people as well. We are the beginning...

Yes yes, and the end. Please spare me the Anantian lecture this evening and speak to me like a normal person.

She didnt like his tone and the disdain was clearly written across her face but he ignored it and continued to stare out at the waves. She watched him like this for a few minutes in silence before she spoke. She turned her gaze onto the moonlit waves herself.

I don't want to talk about me. I haven't heard from you in quite awhile, in person or through our link. Either your hiding from me or you havent been distressed and thats not like you at all. Her voice was dry and her last comment was filled with sarcasm.