At twilight, as the sun set, the warmth from the lowering sun hugged my skin. Soft sand tickled my toes, as I gazed up to the fluffy, floating clouds. As the sea engulfed the golden shore, it whispered begging me to stay. The taste of sea salt stung my tongue. The evidence of a day at the beach was washed away by the sea. Sand castles melted into the calm, blue water. The sea, which was crystal clear, washed over my feet and sent a tickle racing down my spine. As the chirping seagulls sang a melody, they swayed past me.The sun was as hot as a burning light bulb evacuating the sky.