A creature of heavenly beauty, like a god walking on earth.
Lying on the beach, white garments soaked by the sea, melding with the sculpted body, an ethereal beauty, as if a goddess walking among mortals. Sun-kissed knees and wrists glistening with a thick sheen. The strong wind blows, billowing the loose white attire like waves, releasing the scent of the sea, streaming down the spine. On the scorching beach, the aroma of basil and the frenzied evening cicadas. He simply reclines, arm cushioning his head, gazing at the sky. The light in his eyes reveals the gentle, pale blue outline of the ocean, as if the dawn has broken.
"Which way leads to the shore?"
That unreserved smile marks the beginning of this summer's tale.
