Write Your Name In The Sand Novels & Stories

With my arms and legs spread out, I reach for my sword as I spin around in the air. Waiting for the right moment, until it looks like the sand is about to punch me in the face, I swing with all my might and unleash a massive flame. Screaming as I swing my sword, the force of it and the hot air from my fire push me back. Together, they soften my landing as I fall right onto a sand dune. Rolling down it, I hit the bottom and stop. "Ahh," I cry out. Having to split out some sand and dust myself off, I then look around. As far as my eyes can see, there's nothing around me but sand, sand, and sand dunes.

Julie asked. "More than you." Her sister replied with a smile. They could feel the light breeze coming against them. As they stroll along, they could feel the soft smooth sand under their feet. The sand was warm, mixed with a different coloured shells. The light from the sun shined on the shell which reflected onto them, creating a rainbow. Their foot were making marks on the beach as they took every step, these marks remained there until the water came and erased it away.

"This is amazing!" My mom would've made a really fun song about sand. Maybe something like... The sand is soft and white and hot! I like the way it feels a lot! Apparently, my song-writing skills are just as poor as hers were. I'll have to practice more before you get here, sweet one. In the meantime, I want to soak up every moment of this experience. I spin around, kicking up sand in every direction, watching it fly. When I stop spinning, I nearly fall over. Rafe chuckles as he catches me.

I yelled. I dropped the bundles of shells into the surface, not far away from the shore. I walked towards the sand, trying to build a sandcastle. First, I have to decide what type of architecture I am going to construct my castle around. The architecture could be old-fashioned, contemporary, or even imaginary. I snatched up one shell trying to fill that up with little sand, trying to mold it.