

The Violet and the Knight of Hemingway ( Page 2)
Violet resting her head looking to the ground and then watching the hair of the blond knight as he walked away. She could feel the breeze coming from the ocean so she waited until the clocked tower rang again and then walked barefoot towards the dark blue sea. She loved the blue of the ocean and so she found herself facing the edge of it with her tip toes bending into the beige sink of the sand at her feet. “I will never leave you” as the cool breeze whispered from the salt
