THE beach was shrouded in a veil of quiet sorrow; the moon casting a ghostly glow over the forlorn sands. Abby stood alone, her heart echoing the mournful cadence of the waves. Because she knew this was a dream. The place where her brother often brought her to play.
Since this was a dream, she had often hoped that she would see him. But only the silent sea welcomed her. As if mocking her. Telling her that she didn't deserve to see her brother, even in her dreams.
At this point, she would have already wept bitterly. But somehow, she felt like there was something different in today's dream. For one, there was a moon shining above the sky that was always covered with clouds. There were even abundant stars scattered in the usually dark sky. Which then made the sea glimmer, as if there were thousands of jewels in them.
