The day was warm, perhaps a little too warm. The sun was out, and the sand glistened. Yidhari had always preferred the rain. Kept her tentacles moisturized and hydrated. But the sun, always made her murky and drained. A thick layer of sweet falls down her skin. Her tentacles felt so mushy and weak. She loves sunny days, but never really liked to enjoy them as much.

Yidhari couldn't concentrate on writing her story. Despite being in the shade, the heat was making it hard for her to work.

"Mmm... Why does it have to be so hot...?"