Waves crash against the cliffside in a show of aggression. The sea, mad and unpredictable, was once again attempting to swallow the land whole. The moonlight made the whole scene a little bit more dark and mysterious than it already was. My lighthouse is safely tucked away high on the clifftop, keeping me away from the angry ocean's wrath. The sky, pale and thundering, relentlessly dumped rain upon my rooftop. It seemed as if mother nature was angry with us. Angry that we destroyed the precious things she creates. The waves ram against the shore once again just as thunder started to boom from above. It was time for me to retire to my bed.
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May 2016
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