The Grey Tower

After a day of slacking off at the beach, they were both growing rather hungry. Since, neither planned on heading back to the Tower any time soon, they decided to scrounge a lunch with what they had. Clever use of the Power made most things easier. Thankfully catching and cleaning fish were both made easier, and cleaner. The red fish floating before him on threads of Air was probably larger than anything he or Andra really needed, but it was what they had. Fine filaments of Air reached out and Alric began to carefully disassemble the fish. Lacking spices, he decided that they should eat the fish raw. That meant, he would have to work quickly. An Air filament severed the fish’s head. The head drifted to the side on it’s own thread. Next slice, split its belly. He was careful not to puncture any organs as he scooped out the guts. A bundle of intestines, eggs, and other innards floated off to be deposited in the water. Before the bloody mass could settle to the bottom, tiny fish had already begun to swarm it. The next stage wasn’t as delicate. He began to cut away the fins and skin. Another weave scooped a ball of water and it flared up into steam, still contained in a larger sphere. Finally, he began removing all the tiny bones. He’d never done this without a knife, but he thought he’d done well enough. He cooled his newly salt free water and rinsed the slivers of fish. He wrapped the excess in paper from one of his notebooks and wove a keeping around it.

He spread the slivers of fish on a flat rock, blasted clear of sand with saidin. He brought the meal over to Andra who sat barefoot on his black coat. “I hope raw fish isn’t a problem,” Alric said, popping a piece into his mouth.

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