There was a girl who lived alone by the sea, A time in the future where no one lived blissfully, A dystopia was born from the past, the world now is at its last.

The gleaming planktons gave the sea a beautiful look, as she sat on the shore with a notebook; sucking the end of her pen thoughtfully, she wrote letters addressed to the sea.

“Dear sea,” she wrote, “I hope that you get this note. Before I go, you should know, I love the beauty you show me; making me forget I’m lonely. I see you changing your hue, from purple to turquoise and deep blue. If you get this note, do tell. ...