Scorchingly hot, the sun was sure to parch anyones throat who walked this beach, and with the blistering hot sand, not much could provide comfort. Bounding across the golden sand like a swift gazelle, silhoutted figure appeared on the horizon, with the reflections glancing off the crystal clear water. Shrouded with mystery, the figure came to a halt, and began to slowly wade into the water, until fully submerged, where nothing but the memory of them remained on the beach. Quiet was short lived however, as bubbles began popping loudly at the surface of the water where the man entered, and he returned from the depths, as if nothing had ever happened, continuing his morning jog.
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