She had forgotten the sharp tang of salt, mixed with sand and seaweed. The predawn air held a chill as it blew across the beach, the sand cool and gritty beneath her feet. With a deep breath she coaxed her weary muscles to relax, a sarcastic smile turned her lips, such simple things to ease an aching soul even if for just a moment was worth the price paid.
At this hour the beach was mostly deserted, just a few early risers like herself, souls seeking solace. There seemed to be an unspoken agreement, each keeping a respectful distance. She slowly made her way to the water line, where the waves hissed and foamed, splashing coldly across her feet.
If only every moment could be like this.
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Beautiful. Love how you evoke the senses. =)
Thank you 🙂
Nice imagery.
Thank you.