My Dashing Self, Curse It!!!
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The wave's crashing into the Cliffside as the day was just beginning. The sun was shining beautiful shades of orange, yellow and red that painted the ocean as it raised from the horizon. The seagulls we're circling around something in the beach. In the shore, lay out in the sun, the sea barely touching the person before retreating back into the ocean. The person just laid there without moving a muscle, if it wasn't for the slow breathing one would assume that he was dead. If you got close enough you could see a small but sad smile plastered on his face. His clothe were all torn and he was bruised and if you could get close enough you could hear him mumbling something. He was staring at the sky and cursing himself.
"W-why...why...why did this happen?!... H-how did it happen?"
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