He walked along the edge of the water and looked out over the water. It was high tide.
Sometimes when there was a breeze, he could smell the sea. The smell of salt made him thirsty. He put his shirt on the warm sand under the big tree, that was the characteristics of the beach. All known as "the sky tree". He had not been there since the day with her last summer. It hurt him. He sat down long and looked at the sunset, while the reflection dazzled gently in his eyes. He took the big lunch box out of his bag. Everything appeared to be fine, until he heard a scream.
The beach was huge, and the ind from the sea steered his auditory sense. He could not hear what direction the sound came from. So he looked around. Down toward the water, but no one was in sight. On the right, toward the large dark rocks, which he had climbed as a child, but again none. But when he looked to the left, the darkness had settled over the beach, and he glimpsed a figure walking along the edge of the water. Just as he had done previously. But after a few seconds, the figure disappeared. There was a complete silence, and he looked around to find the figure. but it was gone.
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