Only a couple of the Wind Turbines in the bay were turning albeit slowly; waving from the waves The others stood motionless, like the large hands on a group of broken clocks. Beach Buoy looked towards the Sea Serpent. The Serpent rolled and twisted, letting Beach Buoy know that his watery friend was fit and well after the previous nights rough seas. Apparently he had gone to his sea bed early with a Hot Sea Water Bottle and slept through most of the commotion. Like when Humans sleep soundly while the sound of a rainstorm calms them. |