Bathed in a cloud of wind formed by the broken clouds above which Caress the suns light with their bold whiteness casting shadows on the coastline. The few screams of kids running through the water on the flat wet beach fly through the wind with the talks of people walking past. The bench which I am sat on stretches from north to south with interupting stairs every few hundred feet. Small waves invade the shoreline seeping closer to the land. Little does everyone know yet think I'm crazy that I'm a minute there will be a drastic change in weather, a leap from north to south, some may call it. The end of the world
First came the sudden but quick earthqauke which trembled the ground, this went on for several minutes before stopping. The wind fell silent with the loud screams from children being shaken. People stood still as the clouds disapated from the azure skies now turned greenish blue. The children seemed to move further away from the water but it had realistically retreated from the shoreline to further back planning the attack. A Arora appeared in the sky before a huge wave appeared in the distance. The heat drastically boiled the metal railings and burned the wooden benches, the waved got further and further away almost as is it were travelling to Ireland which it probably was. Before anyone knew it, before anyway could tell me I was right, before anythin the heat melted our skin and tore the limbs from our....
