The sound of the waves crashing melodiously stood up, I was nervous looking at the rolling waves hitting my toes, I was above the silent night, only the sound of the ocean currents could be heard. I close my eyes, the universe sings a song for me, a melodious song that only I and the wind know. I breathe oxygen as hard as I can. I spread my gaze across the surface of the night sea, an atmosphere that is so calm and sweeping. The sea is calm tonight at full tide, the moon is splendid Over the strait on the coast of light, shining and lost the cliffs stand glistening and wide, in the still bay. Come to the window, the only sweet night air, from the long line of spray where the sea meets the pale ground, Listen! you hear the roar of the pebbles pulled by the waves, and thrown, The atmosphere of the night and the sea is so cold, only I am the wind and the sea.

Chapter 2 ;

The time between the end of one part of life and the start of the next.

The one who finished telling the story, then returned to silence. Enjoying the silence that quietly took over the atmosphere. The breath was clearly heard. Clashing with the wind that makes the leaves sway peacefully.

The cold air makes the body reluctant to move. The tongue stops spelling. But the mind does not stop wandering. While the eyes, trying to look deep into the darkness of the night. As if looking for meaning behind a pile of universal bushes.

Seconds run very fast. The clock speeds up without wanting to wait. And the minutes also passed without exclaiming. While those here are still sitting alone to dispel the loneliness with laughter that is still burning. And the joy of thoughts that are still busy chatting. Although all of that is only a mental feeling. But the sting spreads to the real world.