The jewel encrusted condors flying high above her were sparkling on the haze of the mid day sun, and the beach beckoned her many miles away on the horizon.
It was so calming to be out here among the swaying dunes and the occasional bird sweeping overhead, no hustle and bustle from the city, speed racers and noisy market vendors.
May was standing on a rocky outcrop and was looking towards the beach through her binoculars. The condors were further away now and just glint of red flashed in front of the sun.
May kept on walking towards the beach and by the time she got there and sat down on her towel she had sand everywhere, from in her boots to her hair, but it was worth it. The sun beat down on her like it was trying to cook her, bake her into submission, and her bikini was glowing bright blue, it almost matched the sky.
She felt good lying there in her bikini, her slim tall body made her look like an athlete and her long curly purple hair could be likened to a film stars.
The best bit about this particular beach is that it was completely private, no tourists or lifeguards running round with red trunks on, nothing to distract her, the only sound was the rippling of the waves on the shoreline. After a paddle and a few selfies, vain she knew, but she didn’t do it often, she headed back to the chalet, her back to the sea.
Some way away she could make out a vehicle of some type coming towards her at some speed, she quickly put on her shirt and tied her hair back before the occupiers of the craft saw her. It came into view closer, it was a dune hopper with 2 men inside it. People mainly used dune hoppers to shoot birds from or hover above the water and use it as a fishing boat.
They grinned as they pulled up beside her, they both had nice smiles, short hair and they were both wearing khakis and brandishing shot guns, big ones,
‘ Hi there’
one of them said with glistening blue eyes and a smooth caramel tone to his voice. She smiled back from underneath her sunglasses.
‘ Have you seen and condors or albatrosses in the area?’
he asked politely with a thousand watt smile.
‘No sorry’ she replied not wanting to admit that she had, she didn’t approve of the gunners, they mainly did it for the jewels and would leave the birds to rot.
‘ Never mind, maybe we’ll get lucky’
the other said with a smirk on his face looking her up and down, she wasn’t in the mood to flirt today and looked away.
‘ Thanks anyway’
one of them yelled as they sped away towards to the hazy blue line of the seashore.
May pressed on until she got back to her chalet, it was what she imagined when she turned up there a couple of days before, just an expensive looking hut on a beach, it had a balcony with a hammock and a thatched roof, good job it didn’t rain here much.
May unlocked the door and went inside, everything was exactly how she had left it except, maybe it was her imagination, but there was a lot more sand on the floor now than before she left, slightly puzzled but not too fazed by it she had a shower and put on the stove for dinner, looking outside the sun had set and the sky was navy blue, the stars twinkled like sequins on a dress. As far as she could tell the wind had not picked up and everything was still and calm, not a hint of anything but her in her cabin, drinking wine and cooking her fish.
After her dinner May went to check out the TV in the bedroom and eat her chocolate in bed, as she looked down at her feet more sand seemed to have accumulated on the floor beneath her, noticing the floor in every room was the same, it was in the sink and on the bed, unnerved a little bit by it she tried clawing it off the bed sheets, dusting it onto the floor, not noticing it piling up in mounds like ant hills on the wooden floor.
She had got most of it off the bed and relaxed into the bed watching TV and eating her chocolate.
By the morning there was nothing, no bed, no sink, no chalet, no May, like the waves the chalet and it’s contents had vanished with the tides, and had sank beneath the sand with no trace, all was still, all was calm.