All the World is Sea

It is lonely between the cities, on the long bridges that span the rivers and the seas. We wander between them on our long migrations, with the winds whipping and the sun burning.

When we see the city on the horizon, rising vast from the swell of the mountain above the endless sea, we laugh for joy.

This is for Three Line Tales, Week 231. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and  Lerone Pieters for providing the photo prompt!