I watch as a couple dance underneath the starry night, turning and jumping on the water of the ocean, they dance as the music of the ocean and wind turn and turn. As the last of the night ends and the suns in the horizon I put my bag down and take out a gun... a gunshot runs out as the women in the dress once swirling and jumping now lays lifeless on the bat of the ocean with her lover holding her while her last breath draws.
