The Cliff

She stood on the edge, the wind lapping at her bare toes. Her fragile frame was buffeted from all angles with the coastal murmurs, and her eyes streamed with sorrow like a wind chime. Below her she could see the summer sun glancing off the crystal waves, and she sighed softly. Among the rocking water she saw a girl.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, but still the girl remained. It was not a hallucination, not a figment of her mind - this girl was truly real, the sun breathing deftly through her honey coloured hair. The girl's eyes were warm and welcoming, a smile picking at the corners of her lips. Her summer dress floated like pondweed in the sparkling sea.

Then, like a raindrop joins the dewy grass, the girls were joined. In a sweet and tender embrace they were entwined among the fluttering ocean spray. Their glassy eyes stared lovingly into each other's, and the the sea simply enveloped them whole.