FFfAW– Morning

Word Count: 146 Mornings were always Neil's favorite times, when the sun's golden-red rays danced across sand and along the wine-dark waves. He wandered by the side of the sea, the gentle sound of the waves forming a pleasant melody. That was when he saw her, standing by the water's edge. She was beautiful: eyes... Continue Reading →

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