Sasha grinned. "Mhm! I might just have something to add to the sand castle." She happily got up and headed over to the shiny thing in the sand which proved to be a bottle cap. "This could make a nice window..." she murmured before looking at the seal. "That looks awesome!"
Not all who wander are lost; some are just looking for their arrows.
Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening