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Master Bath - Bathroom a small, elegant master bathroom with green walls, a brown floor, and ceramic tile in a medium-tone wood color.
this place is old wreckage, old memories. iron bones listing in dark sand as the foam and the sea turns it to rust, one cold sweep at a time.
You pad up to them quietly, in a reverence without source or reason.
the iron ruins list, more stuck between earth and sky than proudly defiant of either. like punishment for their arrogance.
You think they are more beautiful now than whatever shape they wore in the past— rendered into something that fits the mold, something that will wash away and contribute.
the sea groans, assuring the pillars of their place beneath the waves. huge, black shapes cruise with an assurance fit only for leviathans, exuding ancient patience.
You sit among the dunes, listening to the wind pass between iron pillars. Watching. Waiting.
"Old rusting days"