Beach

What a wondrous scene, no less so than others of the like you have posted before. The way she stands in awe amidst this majesty, her figure delicate, her hair and dress billowing in the wind and augmenting her aura of immersion in this scene, as she stares, possibly first at the moon, shining so magical, eternal, and omniscient, with its rich, ethereal - powerful - blue glow and the swirling mists and constellations shimmering as magical around it, then at the deep blues of the night sky in which it is so enchantedly painted, and then the clouds tinted fantastically pink in similar swirling fashion as if in awe of it too, while evoking similarly powerful awe, then at the sunrise, far in the distance, that tints the bottoms of these clouds and the landscape in which it forms, and finally at the crashing, lustrously blue waves, lapping powerful and magnificent toward her and the pristine sand on which she stands. So truly beautiful I have executed quite one run-on sentence... 😉