She has never built sandcastles. She has never toed the surf along the Gulf of Mexico. She's only ever known these mountains; these cold, granite monuments to impassibility that reduce the sky to slits, somehow managing to make the heavens smaller.
Half closed eyelids with their own trap-door gravity.
Short lives last eternities too and there is beauty to be had - even here - It's just that everyone should get to build sandcastles sometimes.