Silently as the waves cover the shore as if it were a mere child underneath the quilts of a bed, the shimmering utopia reflected the images of peace and tranquility, as the emerald and midnight waves whispered your name. The soft breeze hit your face and made your hair trail behind you. The seagulls cawed overhead and the clouds faded in different colors of pink, purple and orange. 1
As you put your feet in the soft and gentle sand, you drank from your coconut cup and closed your eyes. The waves seemingly tickled your toes and made you chuckle. Both the sky and the water made a harmonic melody as the song ran through your ears and the seagulls screeched their solo.2
The sempiternal melody made you open your eyes.3
You were in but a dream that you didn't want to wake up from.
As you put your feet in the soft and gentle sand, you drank from your coconut cup and closed your eyes. The waves seemingly tickled your toes and made you chuckle. Both the sky and the water made a harmonic melody as the song ran through your ears and the seagulls screeched their solo.2
The sempiternal melody made you open your eyes.3
You were in but a dream that you didn't want to wake up from.
Author notes
Traité de paix means "Peace Sign" in French. It actually looks like "Treaty from Paris". XD. And with the beach being a utopia of peace, I decided to enter. =]. I'l lchange the name later.
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- The Beach by flowerbee1234.
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this reminds me of one of my friends that lives in an asylum, he is veary kind, and allways has great ideas for me to draw or write about.
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ONE DAY WHEN DJ LANCE ROCK WAS AT THE BEACH HE SMILED A PSYCHOTIC GRIN AND SAID, "LET'S BE QUIET!" THEN SUDDENLY THE WAVES WERE SILENT. SOON, MR. RIFFLE CAME WALKING BY, A TRAIL OF HAIR BEHIND HIM WHERE IT HAD FALLEN OUT. BY THE TIME HE REACHED THE SHORE, HE WAS BALD. OH NO. THEN AS DJ LANCE ROCK DRANK FROM HIS COCONUT CUP, A FLOCK OF SEAGULLS SLID IN, AND MIKE SCORE STARTED SCREAMING "I RAN."
THEN YOU WOKE UP AND REALISED YOU WERE STILL IN YOUR ASYLUM. -
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WTF?? LOL, that was pretty interesting.
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Yes...THAT is the true story.
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That was very scary. xD.
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I loved this!
What a wonderful, wonderful idyllic little piece.
This is written with the most beautiful language and makes me wish I was on such a beach.
Well done and good luck in the contest.


beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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Thanks, Lawrie. Honestly I think I should've added a bit more description to it, but I think I'll leave it as is. I wanted to make the layout as if it were at the beach, but not that many of the themes and patterns represented that of a beach.

So again, I thank you for your comment.
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