Flash Fiction= less than 100 words
A Walk on the Beach.
The gray skies of dawn, the cool crisp smell of seafoam and brine. The breeze whipped the ocean like cotton candy. I blinked in the cloudy haze and tried to get my bearings. Yes, the bridge is this way. I stepped onto the cool sand, my bare feet sinking into the wetness. My toes shivered, but as I made my way to the shoreline, they stopped trembling.
I pulled the hood of my windbreaker more securely over my head as the goosebumps popped on my flesh.
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