Eerie, Indiana drabble: Seafoam

[froodle]

The clean salt smell of the sea rolled through the deserted pre-dawn streets. The wind whistled in the rigging of sailing boats moored in the harbour, while the reflections of scudding clouds against a paling sky rippled across the choppy grey water. Gulls screamed and circled high overhead and the sound of ship’s bells echoed across the harbour

Comments

[deifire]

I love the atmosphere of this one!

[froodle]

Thank you! This one was literally written after I went out for a sandwich, found myself walking through a heavy mist at lunchtime, hearing the foghorn and hoping I wouldn't be in silent hill when the fog cleared.