Literature
Lighthouse
I have lived here my whole life, just like the generations before me. Even though there isn’t much here, I’m very much glad to call this little coastal town my home. It is a rather closed of community. Sound from the outside world don’t reach us, for they are drowned out by the roaring of the waves and the cries of seagulls. Yet, despite the isolation, you never feel truly alone if you don’t want to be. When the moon is high, and the night at its darkest, a warm light is there to safeguard the weary souls to their haven.
The lighthouse.
In all my years, I have never seen a single soul enter or leave, yet I know for c