By Ahmed Latif
The water was black and smashing against the rocks with ancient anger. The stars had no reflection on the surface of this titanic ocean. The sea was like an abyss. An abyss where you stand still and are enveloped by the darkness, but you are at home in the darkness. This muted silence caresses your tormented soul. It is a respite from the troubles of your world. The same troubles that now will come for you at the speed of light.