"How unruly fate is."

She breathed the words out as though she would hide it even from the lapping waves of the sea up ahead of her.

She was barefooted and her eyes were keen on the sea. She was looking as though she was expecting anything at the feeblest moment.

The waves of the sea were tumbling in gay and she could count the strokes of their sway. She used to ride on their wings before the curse and the banishment.

"To snatch my lover away from me."

She added. She took two steps closer to the sea. She wasn't as close as having the waves touch her legs....