Chapter 32 Suspicious He Was

• The sea was like a rippling blanket of brochure-blue. Squabbling seagulls flew overhead, harassing the beachgoers in their endless hunger. Gannets were dive-bombing the stretched surface of the sea far out from shore. The horizon was edged with a silver tint and a cormorant was flying into that place where sun and water meet. His wings were a blur of motion and he soon faded from sight.
• "What a wonderful view, never seen like it."
• But that was not the only thing he saw. A ship was there and it caught Ambroz's eye. He never once witnessed the sea. It was only kept inside the depths of his dreams. He had his eyes widened as he stepped in the sand after removing his boot. He spread his hands and felt the wind breeze pass through him with a flicker smell of the sea. It was salty.