Owl Screams between the Stars
There was a faint tang of ozone in the air. Taking a deep breath, she felt the harsh spray of seawater, an unwelcome chill on her already drenched and shivering figure, and grimaced at the overwhelming taste of brine on her palate. Still, Alice kept herself firmly seated on the edge of the cold, splintering pier, her feet dangling just above the powerfully crashing waves.
