ZARYA’S POV

“Make it fast, Zarya!”

It was hard for me to walk in the middle of the rock. The waves of the ocean were filling my sense of hearing. The touch of the warm air was touching my skin. The heat coming from the sun was making my skin tan.

I was like a dog following King Water. He was going to the Light House, but first, he would meet his friends. When we reached the entrance of the Light House, I was amazed at the design and carves of the woods. The tower was the pattern of red and white. I was so excited because we were going...