Smoked.
Smoked it.all.away.
Smoked it.all.away.
The water danced away along with the continuous breeze, resulting to a shimmering light-fest upon the surface of the sea. All four of them sat and stood motionless, gazing into the same beauty, yet drifted away into their respective thoughts. It was as if the sky was calling out for respect, and the gazers did not have to think twice before they allowed the silence. Everything that had mattered within minutes ago had easily vanished and disappeared into the air.
Perhaps the issues were never really important in the first place.
Perhaps the evolving sun and clouds within the sky had bought their attention.
Time was kept in a vacuum as they waited for the swirling clouds to form shapes, that would force them to memorize the beauty of the moment. A free-willing force, of course. And then suddenly, they united their presence by generating a mutual feeling they had found and felt..
It was non-other than peace and serenity.
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