DRAP!
DRAP!
DRAP!
It was still the early morning at the beach, and it was a unique and serene time. The world was asleep, and Isla had the entire shoreline to herself. The air was cool, crisp, and refreshing. The waves gently lapped at the shore, creating a soothing lullaby.
The sky was dark, sprinkled with stars that twinkled like distant diamonds, slowly making her smile.
As she let the horse stroll along the quiet beach, the sand sounded cool and slightly damp beneath its feet. The only sounds were the gentle rustling of palm fronds and the occasional cry of a distant seagull.
The moon cast a silvery glow on the water, and she could see its reflection shimmering in the gentle ripples.
NEIGH!
Sebastian's black horse followed her once more, neighing happily at her. It wasn't hard for him to bring her to a 40-minute run to the southern beach, as he liked this lady so much. So he happily neighed for her attention, not knowing what was inside her mind.
