Eddlynne knew that the morning was the perfect time to surface, feel the sun just beginning to heat up, and she had just the spot to go to on the mornings that she can be out for a while. Though most days, she's there long enough, to see, feel, and be the sunrise.
There's something about witnessing the ocean light up by your fins and scales, about feeling and laying witness to the sun's slow climb. She loves it as she stretches out, light blue scales abuzz with the energy of the sun and the near ethereal moments of its rise, where her body feels more like mist and morning song than flesh, scales, and bone.
Eddlynne watches with bated breath, grateful for the quiet rush and caress of the ocean and the delicate unfolding of light around her.
She knows that she'll leave the rush and the warming sun behind to start her busy day, but she doesn't grumble about not being able to slip away to her man-made treasures, pages delicate if touched with wet hands, and though there are just four, she reads and rereads them as if brand new. Eddlynne reads them, mesmerized by the outcropping of rock, hidden overtop the sand on days of seemingly endless hours. They are her only touch of non-Mer literature, and they are fascinating, though nothing more than information on aquatic animals or sailing or old myths and tall tales, that sometimes seem to ring true.
Edlynne doesn't regret that today, she won't have the time for them, for long hours with drying fingers, careful of each and every page, wary of how wet she could possible leave them. She usually starts with the same, short volume, but never once does she feel that nagging feeling to change the order, because the order contains a certain level of meaning and clarity that she doesn't want to lose one step at a time.
She's grateful even as she slowly sinks back into the sea to return home, to pick up speed, and Eddlynne knows that she won't forget this sunrise, just as she doesn't forget the others that came before it. She was never born to regret early morning rising and witnessing just the beauty of nature and life around her and of the many blessings that her life is so enriched with.