'Meet me in Montauk'
San Francisco hit by nuclear bombs
The impossibly beautiful blue stretched onward and upward, into exponential heights. Comfortingly wide islands of white sand peeked out of the shallow pools, and slowly moved about. I was a glimmer in the surreal pristineness of it all, alone in the terrible perfection of endless shores, and the shell of light was, really, forever. These echoes of mine refracted through the crystal fragility...
Runaway from me