Part II: The Fall
The sea is violent today. Each wave becomes dazzlingly beautiful — white frosty tips teasing the air at the moment of its shattering. And it shatters, shifts, ebbs, and toss until there's nothing more. It was tragically beautiful to see— only that it carried my heart and broke it into pieces when it reached the shore.
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