I went for a walk to the cliffs yesterday darling.
It was a windy day in the village. Donning my Givenchy gown, I headed towards the highest point in the village.
I passed rubble walls and fennel fields; trudging onwards with a heavy step. Sometimes darling, even the village becomes a bit too unquiet, a bit too unsettling, and I start longing for somewhere else to rest.
I arrived at the cliffs — huge stones which looked as old as time, weakened only by the aggressive waves of the sea.
I stood at the edge, I could feel the wind pushing me.
I stayed there for an immeasurable time.
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