The wind blows loose sand along the beach, dancing over wet and damp and pebbles left by tides and small children. Footprints sink, filling with water, then melting into the land as the birds fly overhead, curious only for foe or food. Hopes float on seafoam and tumble in the troughs of waves, borne on Neptune's shoulders while we search the shore for treasures. -KJ Roe
Dreams of Shadow and Light 