The collection of darkness

I look out at the empty beach. I unlace each shoe and place it on the sandy shore. From there I walk... bare footed to the edge of the water. The icy sea licking my feet as I step in. With each small wave that splashes over my feet I feel the tiny grains of sand getting washed out from under me. The hazy grey clouds are all I see in the sky... the suns not out today. I think as I stand in the water. I look behind me at the sand, I see peoples foot prints... they're all gone now. No one left, on this desolate beach. A tear escapes my eye... I do not wipe it. It slides down my cheek, and drips off my chin. with a small plop it falls into the ocean. I feel the wind chilling the water stain on my cheek. I turn around and face the ocean once more... as far as I can see, water. It must be nice... to never end.I ponder at the feeling of never ending, to just always... be. I look down at my now red toes. I wiggle my feet deeper into the sand as another surge of waves come in. I hear something in the distance...footsteps? I slowly turn around, a woman in the distance was slowly moving toward me. I could hear her feet shuffling through the sand. I stood staring, head cocked to one side.