I don’t remember the story behind this photograph but it is better that way. My words would likely just muddy up the story that first came to your mind when you saw it. Was it the clouds you saw first? The Water? The land across the sea? The people in the foreground? What called out to you?
I propose a game… I’ll set the scene with the picture above, and the paragraph below this one. Then, you all, my faithful kindgomites, shall come up with the story. Look at the picture, then read my setting introduction and read what others’ have left in the comments to expand on the story already, and then leave your own part of it as well, and together we shall tell our own tale. I start. First commentor goes next. Second commentor adds to that. And so on… What do you say to that? You’ll join in the fun? I knew you would!
The canvas drank in the colors of the sunset battle. The sea stilled to watch. The air calmed as a collective held breath, awaiting the outcome. Underneath it all, though, heartbeats quickened with excitement and nerves. Soon the battle would be over and darkness would swallow the canvas, wiping it clean. Then the sea would be whipped to a frenzy again as wind ripped across its surface.