Gadiel
May 16, 3:18 pm, Canberra, Australia
The sun shone bright as Gadiel watched the waves crash onto the shore on the beach below. The white sand of the beach acted like a barrier between the rough waters and the bustling road and buildings on the left. The water crashed again and again on the sand, bubbling white as it advanced and receded, eternally hungry.
He sat on a small, wooden bench, in a sleeveless Hawaiian shirt and white cargo shorts, on a small hill overlooking the beach. He breathed in the salty air; bringing back memories of his childhood, running around with his cousins on the beach.
He felt something lay on his shoulder. He smiled, and looked over to find a tired Tarik, resting his head on Gadiel's shoulder.
"You know this is a dream, right?" said Tarik casually.
Gadiel looked out to the water below. He took in a deep breath again.
"Why do you think I'm trying to stay here as long as possible?" he said.
