So Much Closer
Johnka took her hand and led her from the sand at her feet to a tiered stone patio. It was wide and edged with a wooden rail because it overlooked a very large hole in the ground.
Getting There
She shimmed her finger into the crease to open it up enough to see out. Under the cloth she took two breath breaths and held the last as she struggled into the scouring sand.
Maison dans les Feuilles
There, just beyond his shoulder, a smudge marred the crisp horizon. It got wider as they approached; it did not look natural.