The sun was setting, painting everything in soft gold. I sat there for a moment, feeling the warmth of the light on my skin and the sand beneath my hands. Sometimes, you don't need anything else -- no plans, no words -- just a little sunlight and the sound of the world slowing down.
After the golden hour faded, I couldn't resist stepping under the shower by the beach. The cool water ran over me, washing away the warmth of the sun -- and the sand that clung to my skin. I played, letting the water mix with the grains of sand and a little bit of mud, until I was completely soaked, laughing at how messy freedom can be. Sometimes the best moments are the ones when you stop caring about staying clean.
VioletWorld said: The sun was setting, painting everything in soft gold. I sat there for a moment, feeling the warmth of the light on my skin and the sand beneath my hands. Sometimes, you don't need anything else -- no plans, no words -- just a little sunlight and the sound of the world slowing down.
After the golden hour faded, I couldn't resist stepping under the shower by the beach. The cool water ran over me, washing away the warmth of the sun -- and the sand that clung to my skin. I played, letting the water mix with the grains of sand and a little bit of mud, until I was completely soaked, laughing at how messy freedom can be. Sometimes the best moments are the ones when you stop caring about staying clean.
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