In the whispers of the soft ocean breeze, the sand ghosts guard the beach with ease. Their stories told in silent sighs, beneath the endless darkened skies.
The people have left, the noise subsides, as the water laps due to the relentless tides. The night is a time for rest and respite, as tomorrow will return the screams of human delight.
the sand ghosts guard the beach with ease.
Their stories told in silent sighs,
beneath the endless darkened skies.
The people have left, the noise subsides,
as the water laps due to the relentless tides.
The night is a time for rest and respite,
as tomorrow will return the screams of human delight.
🖤