Owl Eyes.

   Standing here it feels like the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders. I can feel the bittersweet morning air brush my skin like virtuous kisses. The fading night sky decays into the warm glow of the intense sunrise. Beneath my feet the calm sand melts between my toes pulling me down ankle deep. All is silent apart from my fragile breathing and the blundering waves.

   Falling to my knees at the awe of this display of perfection, my knees graze the sand and my sun-kissed hair cascades down my back, I feel content. The thin cream silk of my dress twist's and curls as I sit knee-deep in the fine sand on this glorious, triumphant morning. Complete bliss en-captures my soul as the waves draw nearer towards me.

   My regrets, vices and sins dissolve in the morning air. My memoirs account of spilled blood, revenge and unfulfilled debts to which I owe to those whom betrayed me. In the uprising sunlight my words desert me. My past, present and future flow though me and into the sand leaving me with the innocence I had lost and tried so desperately to seek. The cleansing waves draw even closer to me and begin to welcome me into their open arms.

   My childlike eyes shudder from the sun's direct stare. The waves now more urgently charge at me as the water now is waist deep. I smile as I glow in the radiance of the sun. Rapidly the waves climb as high as my neck leaving just my head to make my final goodbye's and with the affection of the sun and sand I take my final breath's. As I inhale the pure water flows down my throat filling my lungs with solace and with that I fall into deaths facade.