Writing Prompt
Write a setting based on the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen.
The Little Beach
We took turns ducking under a low branch and, once unbent, marveled to see we’d entered a shaded clearing that led onto a tiny and absolutely private beach. Red sand shone like ground up pennies and crunched beneath our sneakers. The shoes were the first clothing to come off, with everything else quickly following.
We danced down to the water, passing out from under the green canopy of hala trees. The sun touched our bare bodies, followed by the gentle island breeze and, finally, the splash of salt water as we kicked into the oncoming surf. She squealed at the inviting warmth of the water, and I pointed out how clear it was.
After some childish splashing and cheering, we spent a few minutes peering like wizards down through the crystal water and seeing who could find the most beautiful shells. Then we dropped them again and retreated to the crimson beach.
On an oversized blanket, we lay in the sun next to each other. She fell asleep, tired from the early morning start, while I stared thoughtlessly at the blueness above. Towards the horizon, a few puffy clouds played in the breeze, slowly tumbling over each other on their way out to sea.
Then I too fell asleep, one pale form next to another on a tiny stretch of maroon bordered by expanses of green on one side and blue on the other.