Waves break against the shore, a lulling sound accompanied by the cries of seagulls. The peak of the sky rises over the fragrant pine trees in colors that seem to bleed down as if they were splattered on by a wild artist, still watery from their creation. The painter attempted to create peach, pink, orange, yellow, white .. but they all spilled together into the sunrise. Seagulls swoop down in a wild mass, screaming at one another in their frantic spiral. On the shore are two figures, one lying motionless and cold on the sandy land, pine needles starting to gather around the fragile form. Long blonde hair lies plastered to the porcelain face of a young woman whose deep green eyes stare forward with infinite intensity. Her companion unlike her is not soaked in the salty waters that still shiver to and fro near to them. The other kneels beside her frozen body, grass prodding from the sand at his knees. A rigid figure, looking down upon the girl’s delicate frame, his mouth opens and closes, opens and closes. With rigid motions he removes a glinting object a pocket, wiping tears from his face with his free hand. The woods fall suddenly, utterly silent,  the seagulls land and gaze at the scene, cocking their heads. The chittering of squirrels and birds is ceased, even the slight whistling of the wind is quieted. The world holds it’s breath. Aside from the waves, there is a cold silence, a deathly silence. After a moment this sickening quiet is broken by a whimper. A slow, agony filled cry. The young man screams, his sound a warning before a battle, now raising his arm in the air. A shining blade catches the sunlight before it finds a home embedded deep in his chest. His scream died down as he was driving the blade back down towards his body, but his surroundings erupted. He falls the short distance for his head to lie upon the chest of the woman, the red of his blood staining the sand beneath him. Crows lift from the trees as the life quickly drains from the man’s eyes, his chest shuddering his last breath. The lulling of the waves takes over once again .. an eerie sound .. accompanied by the cries of seagulls.