My shoes laden with wet sand
Building castles between my toes
The moonlight illuminates over the water
Spotlighting only me on an otherwise dark beach
Lapping waves echo in the contrasting silent night
Calling to me
Wishing to wash me from the shore
I stand there contemplating
What will become of the kindgom under my feet if I were to concede
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 10:09 PM UTC
My shoes laden with wet sand
Building castles between my toes
The moonlight illuminates over the water
Spotlighting only me on an otherwise dark beach
Lapping waves echo in the contrasting silent night
Calling to me
Wishing to wash me from the shore
I stand there contemplating
What will become of the kindgom under my feet if I were to concede
