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| The waves lapped the shore, grey and lifeless. The sand was cold and damp. The sky was cloudless and grey. And that was it, the entire world. Bordered with fog and devoid of colour. Sometimes it grew bigger, the fog would recede and I would be able to see the whole island. But always I was alone. As big as it got I saw nothing but sea and sky. Birds wheeled in the sky and watched me. | ||