06-21-2009, 01:07 PM
[Reserved.]
She sat on the ground and lifted her hand slowly, letting grains of sand slip through her fingers as she listlessly watched the play of the sun on the ocean. She repeated the motion several times, feeling the rough edges of each grain against her fingertips as she let them fall, one by one, to shore again. She sighed and clasped her arms around her knees, studiously ignoring the bottle of wine she had dropped around the ground behind her as she stumbled to the seaside. The bottle was only three quarters of the way full where it was anchored in the sand, but when she had found it, it had been completely full.
She hiccuped at the thought and threw her head back to look at the sky. However, she had misjudged her balance and ended up sprawling out on her back. She blinked once, twice, then shrugged and arranged herself more comfortably in the sand, putting her arms behind her head as she pondered the fading shade of blue. It would be dark soon, she surmised. She would probably have some difficulty stumbling home, if the thought even crossed her mind. She wasn't worried right now, though.
In fact, at the moment she was listening to the gentle roil of the waves. She imagined that she might like to go for a swim, if she could regain mastery of her limbs. She blew a strand of gray hair out of her eyes as she pondered the sound of the ocean. Perhaps, if she really wanted too, she could just roll into the water. That defeated the problem she had with rising. For now, she'd wait until she could decide what to do.
She sat on the ground and lifted her hand slowly, letting grains of sand slip through her fingers as she listlessly watched the play of the sun on the ocean. She repeated the motion several times, feeling the rough edges of each grain against her fingertips as she let them fall, one by one, to shore again. She sighed and clasped her arms around her knees, studiously ignoring the bottle of wine she had dropped around the ground behind her as she stumbled to the seaside. The bottle was only three quarters of the way full where it was anchored in the sand, but when she had found it, it had been completely full.
She hiccuped at the thought and threw her head back to look at the sky. However, she had misjudged her balance and ended up sprawling out on her back. She blinked once, twice, then shrugged and arranged herself more comfortably in the sand, putting her arms behind her head as she pondered the fading shade of blue. It would be dark soon, she surmised. She would probably have some difficulty stumbling home, if the thought even crossed her mind. She wasn't worried right now, though.
In fact, at the moment she was listening to the gentle roil of the waves. She imagined that she might like to go for a swim, if she could regain mastery of her limbs. She blew a strand of gray hair out of her eyes as she pondered the sound of the ocean. Perhaps, if she really wanted too, she could just roll into the water. That defeated the problem she had with rising. For now, she'd wait until she could decide what to do.