The waves lapped gently at first and reclined with a sigh. Their rhythmic flow was peace inducing. As the horizon darkened the sighs turned into hisses and plops.
The beat was faster now as the waves garnered forces to speed up their hammering at the shoreline.
The emotional Tsunami struck and destroyed all bridges.
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