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I lie on the sandy beach.
The beautiful sunset brings tears to my eyes as I remember the last time I sat here, the last time I watched the beautiful sunset...
The last time, I was with my darling sweetheart, my darling wife, my darling...
It was two years ago now...
We were sitting on the beach, watching the waves come in. It was calming, refreshing and extremely relaxing. So much so, she fell asleep in my arms.
Her long brunette hair covered her pale complexion and delicate features. Her slender body rested again my own as I wrapped my towel around her.
As she slept, I admired the sound and the view of the ocean as the mild water lapped at our feet. The seagulls were swooping low looking for food, but kept quiet, as if they could sense the romantic atmosphere that was in motion. The crabs scuttled around us as if we were protected by an invisible shield and as the people started to walk back to their beds, she began to rouse from her slumber.
It was then that I felt the water slip away from beneath us and I saw the crabs and the seagulls scuttle or fly away from the crashing waves of the sea.
She stirred and I pointed out towards the rising giant moving towards us.
In a frantic panic, we stood and ran towards higher ground. She looked back and I followed her gaze as the wave crashed into the beach front and claimed its first few victims.
We continued our frantic run, but as we looked back her foot fell deep into a pothole and I tried to help her, time slowed and the wave pulled her back to the sea.
I lept out and reached for her slender fingers, but watched as they brushed against my palm quicker than any mortal mans reaction time.
Search and rescue were called, but there was nothing they could do as most of the victims had drowned already or been pulled into an area so deep, that they would require special equipment.
In a fit of rage and desperation, I dived into the deep sea to claim my wife back.
The salty water stung my eyes, but I could make out her slender body and brunette hair and swum ever deeper, closing in on her lifeless form.
Behind me, I could hear a few splashes as the search and rescue team tried to stop me from my mad adventure.
Oblivious to their calls and my pounding lungs, begging for breath, I continued deeper and deeper as her body slipped further away.
As I reached out, to take hold of her hand, I felt myself being pulled up to surface.
Weeks later, I was told that it was a projected image, and that she would have been further out by then. Much further out...
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