The waves lash gently against the wooden posts, the water here has always been calm and passive, it seems to represent the people of this small town. The fishermen here are not boisterous, they are quiet, at least when it comes to sound. They'll talk your ear off if you let them, they have lots of stories to tell. The pier here is long, it extends at least forty feet into the ocean, many ships are anchored to it, many people traverse down it buying and selling their local catches.
Wharf, Port
customer
fish
I love swimming in the river with the other fish. Mostly I spend my days looking for smaller fish to eat. When people cast lines into the river, we all swim away from them and hide. Sometimes one of the other fish gets confused and bites down on the lures.
Shadow!  Shadow bad!  Must swim away from shadow! no no come back! I just wanna be your friend. Shadow not attack?  What is shadow? Shadow is friend come back Shadow not eat?  What Shadow do? Shadow keep you safe. Oooh, what does shadow have?  This is mine now. The shadow have food for you. Smell food!  Where food? Here you go! Oooh, delicious food!  Tasty food!  Shadow good? Shadow very good to you.