True to its name, I visit the pristine beach to witness the sunset, although the looming dark clouds in the sky may potentially shower rain at any moment.
The chilly wind from all directions briskly caresses my skin, jolting me awake. The rustling of the wind through the massive rocks echoes in my ears. Traces of the presence of past visitors, including couples and wanderers who have traversed the sandy shores, are imprinted everywhere. Hearts of lovers are scattered throughout the landscape.
