Chapter 28: Beach waves

The sun's lights shine brightly. So bright that even with closed eyes it still ignites the dark world. The soft grass tickles my legs but still provides me with a comforting spot to rest. My head rests on the roots of a massive oak tree. I can hear the waves of the beach crash against the ledge I'm laying on.

I can also hear the fisherman whistling their morning tunes. The daylight is just high enough for them to start their early morning work. Birds sing their gentle sunup tunes, forest birds. The thick forest road taken to get here must be the reason for them.

Then, I hear footsteps. Soft ones, I can tell they're trying not to bother the space of peace I've found here up the mountain. A moment in time that I'll have to safe forever. After forgetting the best year of my life, I've started collecting these moments.

The perfect, or almost perfect moments in my mind. Stored safely away for those moments where I most desperately need a moment of quiet.

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