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As negotiator of land and sea stood cliffs of sea seasoned rock.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 21, 2021*.
The cliffs had been chiselled by Poseidon for time that flowed as easily as the ocean.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
The cliffs were coffee-swirls under a bold lamp-sun, a joy to see in the aroma of the infinite brine.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
In the cliffs were sea-dragon worth caves, carved by storms yet fashioned such eternal shelter.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
The cliffs were a tower of grey rock rising in salute to every sun of every season, come what may.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.