Snippet #1697257

Jon's Mp3 player died within minutes. So he sat listening to the sound of waves crashing on the beach. After a while he heard the song of a bird, it was the most beautiful song he had ever heard, it seemed to call to him and say you aren't alone in your grief. Jon sat for a while longer till the moon had rose over the water. He stood and walked to the trail at the edge of the cliff, intending to walk to the water's edge. But he stopped when he saw two figures already there. At first he thought it was a couple taking a romantic walk on the beach, but then the girl started to grow a tail and wings sprouted from her back, the guys hand changed as they started fighting. I must be dreaming, he thought, well this is a pretty awesome dream. He walked a little farther down the trail to wear he could get a good view of the fight.