Amber looked up at the red-orange sky and felt a wave of calm pass over her. She looked into Jacob’s eyes, fingering her white dress and pulling the veil from her hair. The waves at her feet climbed over each other to kiss her bare toes, but none could grab her attention from the man cradling her. They sat in silence; no words could express her emotion the way the wind did as it whispered in her ear. Finally after so long she felt the clutch of love, of security, of hope, wrap itself around her in the warm embrace of his arms.
The peace was broken by a shrill voice from inland.