The Golden Hour

I love this hour of tranquility.

The beach chairs are empty, the footprints in my sands obliterated by the wind and water.

And as always, at this hour, I fantasized I was one of my gorgeous, virginal sisters.

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #37

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