Drabble – Beach


The setting sun bathed the beach in a red light that could almost be felt.

The hue surrounded me, coloring my clothes and skin.

By a trick of the mind, the air seemed warmer. Not hot and suffocating, but a warmth that sunk into my bones.

I knew that soon the sun would slide beneath the horizon and this vision would be gone for another day.

I looked around, mourning my lack of talent in paints or picture. But not to share with others.

No, the record would be for those long hours that I was exiled from this world.

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