As they walk in the sands, holding their hands, he smells the salty ocean in the air. He senses the storm brewing silently, and the Lightning waiting to strike, patiently. The cold winds begin to make him shiver. In an agony and an ecstasy of the Love fever.
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Author: Deodatta V. Shenai-Khatkhate