Horizon by Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

From the edges Rajesh watches on helplessly as the turbulent sea births wave upon monstrous wave of high frothy waters which then angrily swim towards the rocky weed filled edges only to crash and die untimely deaths.

He throws the emptied vodka bottle, his third of the evening, and watches as it crashes into the rocks below, smashing into tiny fragments, the noise boring deafening holes into his ravaged ears.

He casts one long last look at the darkish turbulence stretched out before his eyes that seem to say to him  “Sorry, we’re CLOSED Please come back tomorrow’, and then walks back to his hotel.

No ship came in today, this week, or the week before.

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