Heaven and Hell

The pink sunrise alighted on N's closed eyelids. Though the tide was low and far off, its sound still permeated his dreams in bits and pieces. Slowly and all of a sudden N opened his eyes and was awake. He sat upright and dusted the sand out of his curly hair, and before he could notice the wind or the salty air the thought entered his mind: K was still living at his place. K was still sleeping in…