"The wind rose...The waves broke and spread their water swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall...The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping...They swept round the rocks, and the spray, leaping high, spattered the walls of a cave that had been dry before, and left pools inland...The waves broke and spread their white fans over the shore..."
From The Waves of Virginia Woolf
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Rubiba, my French is worse than poor but I like the idea of photos with accompanying poetry! Keep it up!
Thanks RML for the comment,it's a pleasure. don't worry about your french, it just depends on the mood :D
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