Uneven, small cliffs of sand the color of clean rust drown the beach. The water comes in quickly and rolls back in erratic waves. Hard, palm-shaped rocks litter the stretch of saltwater-soaked sand. Dead carcases of clams, crabs, and sand-dollars lay waiting to be carried back to the deep water behind. The wind tosses up grains of broken sandcastles and harsh rays of sunlight.
The sun hangs suspended in the sky by the seagulls and glow that surround it. The waves roll back and forth in a familiar, yet different way as they continue their ancient song of water. Pebbles the color of Athena's eyes frame Disney-colored seashells. The oval oyster shells have nautical, fiery rainbows shining inside their peeling ebony bodies. Mint, lunar white, mahogany, and dream blue sea-glass are casually placed amist the other treasures from the Sea. Swirling masses of seaweed reach onto the airy crest of waves' last memory. Children, with the help of laughter and red buckets build sandcastles near the pier, and splash away their sunscreen and worries.
How different were the moods? Which beach would you rather be at?
The sun hangs suspended in the sky by the seagulls and glow that surround it. The waves roll back and forth in a familiar, yet different way as they continue their ancient song of water. Pebbles the color of Athena's eyes frame Disney-colored seashells. The oval oyster shells have nautical, fiery rainbows shining inside their peeling ebony bodies. Mint, lunar white, mahogany, and dream blue sea-glass are casually placed amist the other treasures from the Sea. Swirling masses of seaweed reach onto the airy crest of waves' last memory. Children, with the help of laughter and red buckets build sandcastles near the pier, and splash away their sunscreen and worries.
How different were the moods? Which beach would you rather be at?
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