I walked to the water and I felt its coldness like the water from the ice buckets. It is cold just like the time I came here but it seems different… Maybe my heart's colder when I first came here. The waves are slowly touching my skin, not as angry as I first felt it. Maybe the hatred in my heart makes the sea waves look and feel as angry as I am. The wind is always the same but this gives me ease, it does not make my heart colder. I took a deep breath and felt the wind slowly blow my hair.
“This felt so right,” I said and slowly closed my eyes. I want to feel the cold breeze, I want to let it shiver down my spine. I want to hear the harmonious waves from the calming sea.
“Does it feel different?” Clara asked. I watched her shadow slowly grow as mine, I looked at my side and I saw Clara
