Waves

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 Birds glided smoothly across the azure sky in a decorous array.

Sun sublime to the horizon and extinguished it’s wrath to the calm,gentle blue expanse.

A solitary figure emerged underneath the umbrella and gazed around but saw some waves or scorpions.

He stood up with a flickering expression on his subtle face ,moving his arms to pack  the umbrella. But frowned  in the cacophonous splashes of the waves on the rocks and the cold winds blowing on his naked chest.

A scorpion bit his toe and a sorrowful lament rent the air as his mournful cries beseeched .

His mind turned numb on the precipice of annihilation of his energy.

He saw a head in the distant waves flapping his hands.

He dug his hand in the sand and took out the whistle,ready for another rescue.