Daize/Introduction

From shorelines paved with sands so white, they watch and wait for the perfect one. It's not worth the effort if it isn't just right, and there's more to it than just having fun. It's the thrill of the chase, the high of the ride, sharing the waters with creatures to fear. Out in the open with no where to hide, and the closest oasis far from near. Yet still they paddle their boards out to sea, and wait for the curl while holding their breath. When the moment approaches, they ride, flying free, each crest of the breaker a challenge of death.