Ethir

Her first memory was of her father's wrath shattering the nest, it's freshly born inhabitants, herself and one other, into the caves darker corners. There was a fierce clash of brightly colored blurrs slamming together. Again and again with wild shrieks and brutal smashing of heavy blows raining down on each other. After a time the chaos ended, each blurry form retreating from the other.

Days later she awoke in a ship a strange golden blurry spokencalmly to the blue one, the one she knew as mother. The ocean assaulted her nostrils causing her to sneeze. She slept again. The gentle waves rocking her to sleep in her mother's arms.