Waves like whispers crept along a shoreline.
A figure silhouetted against the blue and ocher pebbles of the water’s edge leaned into the wind, dipping a hand beyond the bottom for the prize of a soft rock to skip. Slap slap slap, the stone laughed its way across the surface, until finally diving back toward home.
Placing his two bare feet into the cool water, the man from the mountains rose from his perch and waded into the abyss, onward into the depths of the deep. The great mystery.
He felt lost and found with every step he took.
