I was early. Noon was coming fast. I can’t believe the colors on stones that cover the ocean front. It’s a rainbow of adventuring, amethyst, Jasper, and quartz. My mind captured by rough seas that near come in to break on the shore.
Four winds point. Bearing the watch and its symbol I wait. The place of storms gives birth soon. Her next hurricane with come in a wisp. If I live, it’ll take me,around the world. If I have the watch.
Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, details are available at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/08/22/fffaw-challenge-week-of-august-23-2016/