Samson stared out past the offing, into the setting sun. Her voice called from the shore, but the ocean called like a siren, whispering his name.
So this is where my 'inside voice' becomes my 'outside' voice. So pull up a chair and pour yourself a handsome glass of vodka. Welcome to Vidins' world.
100 Beautiful Words
black and white, ocean, Offing, photo, Photograph, Sailor, water, words, writer, Writing
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