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a clear day as it suddenly turns gruesome and rips everything you have away from you. |
| The longest coasts stretch into the past. We Walk onwards to eternity as we wander down the sandy shore and our footprints tell our story. The waves are calm and the skies are brooding. The sunlight, probing through layers of cloud. With a peal of thunder, and a crack of lightning a fishing boat is illustrated. against a violent backdrop. on the shore a figure walks. idly idling, meandering about. stopping to gaze into the horizon or at a tell-tale cloud. and suddenly, the boat, once so steadfast begins to rock a crack of thunder momentarily distracting the man on the shore. The waves begin to grow. The sailor panics, not knowing what to do and the ship is abandoned as the sailor loses his mind the figure by now has finally come to rest and is sitting calmly staring out into the sapphire ocean. |