C52 Chapter 52
My toes sink into the scorching black sand, and I groan with the slight pain that's left in its wake with each dreadful step I take.
The air smells of saltwater, seagulls fly above me squawking and the drumming of merciless waves breaking against the shoreline fills my ears.
It's a perfect scenery for a summer's day.
Only it's not summer, nor is it anything close to a perfect day
