The feeling of warm sand between my toes, running along the shore, footprints disappear into the tide, the calm sky resembling fire.
Salted water kisses the sand, drawn by the moon. I silently watch as the day slowly becomes night.
I feel the warm breeze blow, but It feels so cold. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath of fresh air, as I let the world around me fade to dust.
The waves are calmer now, the crashing sounds begin to drown. A constellation of doomed fate.
But I wouldn't change a thing.