Into the Gray Shore
You close your eyes. Cold sand crunches under your feet.
The sky is gray. The sea is gray. But one thing is bright — the red lighthouse. It blinks, slow and soft, like a heart.
It feels like the lighthouse is waiting for you.
You close your eyes. Cold sand crunches under your feet.
The sky is gray. The sea is gray. But one thing is bright — the red lighthouse. It blinks, slow and soft, like a heart.
It feels like the lighthouse is waiting for you.