The wind teased at the folds of her dress as she wandered the narrow path carved into the dunes. Each step sank lightly into the sand, a fleeting trail the tide would one day erase. Around her, the grasses bent and whispered, and shorebirds danced in the shifting light, their calls rising above the steady murmur of the waves. She walked without haste, her heart full from the hours by the shore, knowing that the sea never truly lets go of those who love it — it simply waits for their return.
