Friday, 17 December 2010

The Evil Beach

The salty sea air ambushes my eyes as my clothes whip around my ankles.
The fierce wind, as if it was a ferocious battle through land and air, fought against the many people infiltrating its territory.
My eyes swiftly fall on the sea, a demon of death, confusing its prey with it’s continues glittering.
Children laugh and play, unaware of the dangers covering the land.

And I am left petrified.

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