In the land of Never-believe the soft sandy beach tickled my toes as the sea slowly waved at me.

In the land of Never-believe the fresh mint breeze played my hair making a slow melody.

In the land of Never-believe the sun told the candy floss clouds a story as they drifted off to sleep.

In the land of Never-believe the waves slowed as the round full moon rose above it looking down into the calm silver sea.

In the land of Never-believe the delightful dolphins leaped over the waves making a black silhouette in the sunset sky.

In the land of Never-believe the sun spreaded a dark orange fire across the sky like a burst of flames.

In the land of Never-believe the sea was slowly spreading towards me stretching before bed.

In the land of Never believe the beach silenced as the moon lit the sky with a silver reflection covering the ocean like a soft silk blanket.