Summer. She tasted salt on her lips as the waves sent the cool breeze rolling against her hair and her cheeks. Her strawberry-colored beach dress with dotted patterns flapped against the wind, revealing her burly calves. Across the distance, the sun was settling in, a giant red orb pulling the waning clouds and the blue sky into its orbit. The sea gulls with their squawks echoing in the air, raced towards the sun, leaving her and the lonely beach behind. Reminders of their existence, their feathers scattered all over the shore and the little food remains they left near the pebbles and rocks, faded among the shadows with the retreating sunlight. The lifeguard had heaved his equipment bag over his shoulder as he headed to the parking lot. He started the engine and was already out and into the streets, passing cars on his way to god-knows-where. No one had seen her. Even the man with the sharpest eyes who could spot the tip of the sails of a ship from nearly a kilometer away had failed to spot her. She had tried her best to stay out of sight.
Above, the blue sky had melted into a ravish violet, which she felt looked like the color of her own heart. Full of mystery, esoteric, complicated and confused. Thin ribbons of clouds trailed along the sky. Then as she watches, an amber glow emanated from the sun. It enveloped everything in its way, into a blanket of orange and gold until it stopped at a point where the remaining indigo of the sky seemed to linger around, casting a soft ombre. She moved her gaze to find herself staring into the ocean. It was dark, daunting and ominous. She had never seen the ocean to be this formidable before although at this moment, it was reflecting off the remaining glow of the sun. Soon, the twilight will completely fade away; the sun will be making its way towards the other side of the earth and if she is lucky, the moon might shine tonight which might save her from the monstrous ocean that was waiting to devour her at any moment.
One, two, three. She walked towards a black opening at the far end of the beach. From a distance, it looked like a cave but smaller in size. Away from the darkness, from the low rumbles of the ocean and the beam of the pale moonlight held against the black sky, she delved in closer and closer to her hearth, to her sanctuary of solitude and peace. The summer wind blew into the opening of the cave. But it had already vanished.