running. Running. RUNNING.
The sand shifted and flew back from the beach as
he pounded powerfully to the ground. His lean
muscular body propelling him forward further and further
along the coastline.
He had never been here before and the beach seemed to stretch
on into infinity. He started running to find the end. Then kept running...
for there was no end to the beautiful border of water and land. He
never found himself tired as his shadows began to grow long
under the sinking sun.