By the seashore...

As her tender feet touch the soft sand, it slowly wriggles away beneath her. She stands at the edge of the shore, the waves gently washing by. To and fro, they keep playing their game of hide and seek. As she stares out into the sea, she observes a thousand brightly lit stars speckled in the black velvet of the heavens above. The moon is glowing fully luminescent, casting its reflection on the playful waves. She chuckles as she tries to grab the silvery threads of light, but they vanish away as soon as she immerses her hands in the warm oceanic waters. Finally tired, she sits down in the sand, listening to the magical beauty of the waves as they fizzle out in front of her. A million thoughts are racing through her fragile mind, but she simply wants to pour it all out like the sea. A needle of envy, a blossom of charm erupts in her as she tries to absorb this magnificent act of nature. Her past appears in front of her eyes, frames of moments fading in and out. Words, actions, feelings, pain. Laughter, sorrow, silliness, calmness. People, places, times, faces. They weave a blanket of thoughts that flutters in her mind uncontrollably. Finally, she closes her eyes and releases the fabric of her thoughts to soak in the waves. She feels lighter, emptier. The fabric leisurely dissolves in the crashing waves, until their rhythmic melody is the only sound captured by her mind.

She opens her eyes to a whole new world. Slowly, she walks away, the waves amused with her as they brush off the last of her footsteps…