The Approaching Storm

The ocean breeze swept the figure’s ragged cloak. He sat on a rock, flipping a coin over his fingers, his unfocused eyes watching the horizon. Behind him, a trail of footprints meandered across the beach, some of them already half refilled with sand. The breeze pulled at the coin, stealing it as it passed from … Continue reading The Approaching Storm

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Winter Wind

They practically lived on the rooftops that summer. He would provide the music, and she the stories, for the many hours as they peacefully passed by. Apart from a few responsibilities and chores, their hours were theirs to waste as they wished, and they knew exactly what it was that they wished. They stayed up … Continue reading Winter Wind