My feet lay bare on the sand as I step onto the edge of the cliff to feel the ocean's breeze. I let my skirt flow with the wind as I let my hair loose from its braids. I open my eyes and move my body with the sound of the waves. The first peeks of sunlight come and greet me good morning, and I say welcome back, day.
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Short Stories (reconstructed)
Cerita PendekThis is a reconstructed anthology of the randomly generated stories I had in mind during 2015. (Read segment title for the list of unsettling content in each category)
