Dune

dog. All I remember now is going to my special place all the time when I was little and it had a rope swing inside and I use too sit on it and swing back and forth. I haven’t been there for ages, but it hasn’t changed much, still the same old sand dunes near the beach with big trees and bushes that have grown a little. But other than that, it’s still my favourite beach I remember and have grown up with for the past 17 years. I made an adventure out of my special place as I was the only one that

Who is she? That girl with the long carrot orange hair standing by the brilliant ocean. She seems loud and confident like the leader of a lion's pack, yet gentle in her words like the angel who visits you when you need her. She made everyone surrounding me, lying on this rich sand, seem like they did not exist anymore. She is tall like a king who sits on his golden throne that sparkles like a small meaningful sun no matter if it is day or night. Like most people, she had two feet, but one was somehow

chairs. After grabbing all of our gear, we headed back up the weathered stairs and towards the distant sand dunes. As we approached the entrance of the sand dunes, the satisfying sounds of the ocean's waves started to become closer and closer. Once we traveled closer, the vivid orange sun began to ascend from the deep sea. At this early point in the morning, the sand walkway enclosed by dunes, hadn't heated up from the sun, so the sand had a soothing feeling of cool sand between each toe. Upon reaching

Since the adventure bug bit on his maiden 500kmPlus challenge in 2015, the 41-year-old Capetonian has been testing his mettle cross-country and fundraising for local charities. Willie started small – his words, not mine – when he ran, cycled and paddled a distance of 581km from Mossel Bay to Franschhoek. Funds raised on his first 500kmPlus adventure went to Tin Can Town and assisted impoverished communities in Blikkiesdorp. Next up was the 511km journey along rugged West Coast, which was in aid of

"The rains! That is a puzzle I cannot solve. Why do you ask?" "I dream of them at nighttime." "Since when?" "The last few nights. I imagine sparkling, crystal blue lakes stretching across the valleys like vast oceans. The dunes wash away. Rolling green hills, bordered by savannahs teeming with a diverse assortment of life stand in their stead." Tralore laughed. "That is a vivid imagination you have, my child." "Something has changed. Hasn't it, Father?" As he traced circles

just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever. The sand was a scorching heat, it burned our feet as we eagerly walked down to the ocean shore. Sea oats (tallgrass important to sand dunes and beach plant life) and tiny red and black ants were seen everywhere, covering the sand until we got closer to the sea. Small pieces of bright seashells were scattered all over the place, cutting and poking our feet as we walked around. Cigarette

The Screaming on the Beach Less than 20 feet away from me, a bomb exploded. Blood spattered, and bits of acrid smelling skin sailed passed my ear. Behind me, a group of American soldiers charged forward, their machine guns aimed towards the sand dunes. I looked down at my little brother Martin, who was laying curled up in the fetal position, his head pressed against my chest. “Come on, Marty. Let's go!” I stood up and yanked him to his feet. “We gotta follow the other guys!” Martin didn't move

I stepped out, eager to just run! But I didn´t. I stayed my place, perhaps like a coward. As I started to walk, like the boring basic type I immediately felt the heat of the sun's rays cook me, slowly, like how everything was. I looked around, and saw what was on every side of me. Families, kids, friends, but most of all, the scorching flames of what was below me, sand. As I started to walk up and down the twisting obstacle that was 2 sand steps for every normal one step, I began to realize where

the CBD to logically explain why the imperial sand dunes outside of Yuma need to be closed to off road use. To look into this argument requires that you look more deeply into the issues that are really at hand. Now that the CBD has no claims that support what they actually stand for, that being of something environmentally related, they must now tread onto foreign territory saying such things as “While most people who come to the Imperial Sand Dunes respect the law and each other, as ABCNEWS reported

ever had not changed, but he felt quite as if he had climbed to the top of a high tower… He was still in the hole, but it seemed as if he were already outside.” Although the idea of self-value is more central and directly implied in The Woman in the Dunes, Murakami’s After Dark investigates this idea as well. The protagonist Mari also realizes her self-value through helping Dongli. Dongli’s appreciation further gives her confidence and promotes her courage to reinvolve into society with a mature self