Bobbi (finnegan233)

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The late afternoon sun bled orange and pink across the water, painting the sand a soft, temporary rose. I sat on a worn rope ladder leading down to the shore, bare feet dangling, toes sinking slightly into the damp sand. The air was thick with the scent of salt and something else - maybe the faint woodsmoke curling from a distant shack where someone was cooking dinner. Waves whispered against the rocks nearby, a constant rhythm that always felt like comfort. I closed my eyes for a moment, just listening to that sound, feeling the cool breeze on my face. It was maybe the simplest thing I’d done all week, and it felt like everything at once.

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