In her mind, she saw towels set out on the dry sand as a human child built a sandcastle with the help of a grindylow. Out in the water, a merman served patrons at a floating bar. Orcs and goblins played volleyball while a centaur refereed. She added Jessica and herself lying back under an umbrella, sipping some frozen drink and enjoying the peaceful scene.
The image popped and shattered as she heard someone approach from behind. A sense of loss swept over her as she realized the picture would never become reality. Even if the Pillar of Water allowed humans to come to this beach, it was too dangerous with the Cyclopes nearby. That's assuming any of the races she'd pictured actually got along with each other when this was all over.
