Fish swim in the water and mussels shells adjust themselves. Barnacles in the waves are illuminated by the ever-searching shafts of sunlight that delve into the crevices of the turquoise sea.
The ocean water rams against the cliff and all the creatures within it tumble over each other. The cliff features the marks of accidental abuse and ravaging, such as hatchet strokes and dynamite burns. The side of this chasm is dead. It will continue to live on, though, and the sea grows old in it.
