Beaches of Greece 360 BC

The sun caressed my face as I lay myself out of the beach. After waking before the sun and laboring till almost dusk the warm sands felt plesent. The harvest will bountiful with good fortune and more days like this one. A slight breeze calmed the pervasive warmth coming as somewhat of a relief. The wind was making peculiar sounds as it was sweeping across the sands. Sweet melodies intoxicate me. How such a lovely voice can come from nothing. As the sound grew louder my brow pinched. This was a woman's voice not a phantom of the air and trees. I sat up looking in the direction of an island close to the shore. Three beautiful woman sat on the beach dancing and singing there tunics in various states. One woman was fully dressed and the other two were sitting on a large rock one had her breasts bare and the other was wearing nothing at all. Wings you would see on a dove perched on there backs. How beautiful I thought, the need to see them overcoming me. The sweet melodies made me sick with love as I stumbled into the water. Deeper into the water and soaked in the tones I swam blindly. The island seemed farther and farther away no matter how far I got. But the voices grew louder and I began succumbing to the sleep that seemed inevitable