Snapshot in time

I moved from one rock to another as the wind and rain pushed against my body. We were all looking at every single rock pool to see if there were any creatures lurking in the cold rocky waters. We would mostly stumble across crabs but they mostly left their shell. We came across many dead mutnin birds which had died on there massive flight through storms and windy weather. We had to be careful of which rocks we stepped on because they sometimes turn and wobble.

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