Cabana

the ocean rolled across the sparkling sand at a smooth pace. rising and falling as if it breathed and pulling the sand into intricate swirls like a child with a gallon tub of glitter he dumped over the kitchen floor. off in the distance strange shapes sail across the horizon line. whether animal or ship or a some strange mixture of the two its hard to say, but they seem to add a sense of foreboding across the green waves that stretch out into the distance. there's a small structure nearby, seemingly made from local vegetation, it faces the sea. upon closer investigation it's obvious that the structure is abandoned, and has been for some time. there are oddly circular holes in the roof of the structure, as if it had been hit by flaming bowling balls. its a sizable cabana, about the size of a three bedroom one story home. but you didn't have time to investigate, and so continued down the beach, taking in the landscape.