Sitting on the beach sand, it presented itself to the observer

Sitting on the beach sand, it presented itself to the observer's eyes, small fishing boats floating at different distances from the waters; stubborn waves, but without much strength, breaking against the impassive rocks of one end of the coast; The quiet sky, gris, mourning, and with a little more distance, the Hamlet boat was seen arriving… In this way, on the beach of the coastal city of Crezidia, this story begins.