By Aarav Kumar
The cliff dropped straight down, cascading like a waterfall of limestone into a pile of angular rocks at the bottom. The rocks faded into sand, and the sand was devoured by the sea. The sea rose- poised to attack- collapsed onto the shore, and retreated, leaving only its froth behind. The waves shone with a silvery glimmer, that occasionally dulled when a wisp of cloud enveloped the Moon. I took my seat on the cliff’s precipice, and she took hers. We held hands, and stared up at the stars- squinting, trying to find where she lived now.
By Aarav Kumar
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