Running
The sun still hadn't come up. A breeze is blowing the sea gently ashore. The beach is empty bar for one figure. From the distance you can tell it's a female with blonde hair but that is all. She is running alone along the beach as she does every morning when on shore leave. She used to just run just to get going for the day and to help her wake up but ever since she had started her duties on the HMAS Hamersley she runs to get away from her problems and pressures and to just be herself.
The sun is starting to make its way above the horizon. The girl, no, the young woman stops and watches the sunrise. She wishes things were different in her life but she has wished that wish for so long. Since, she was a little girl in fact. Her eyes take in everything from the pinks and oranges from the sunrise to the different shades of blue coming from the water. Everything is calm. Except, if you look more closely into the young woman's eyes, you can see the emotions playing across them. From maybe pain, to regret, to understanding and many more. Her mouth turns into a frown as though as if she has tasted something bitter.
Her eyes scan the horizon but slowly they are drawn to a ship in the distance. HMAS Hamersley. She sighs. Things were so much simpler before she got assigned here. The breeze blows her hair from her face as she looks out.
"X?" said a voice quietly behind her.
She turns to see who it is. The person is a man who was doing the same thing as she is, running.
"Sir?"
"What brings you out here so early?"
The look on his face is one of curiosity.
"I always go for a run in the mornings. It helps to start the day, Sir"
The man starts to talk but the young woman looks away so that he cannot see her true feelings or emotions. Her ideas are whirling in her head, one after the other. Maybe she should tell him her emotions and feelings but when she turns around he is already jogging away, a figure in the distance.
The woman sighs. She takes one last look at the sun, now shining in the sky and then she turns away to finish what she had set out to do, to run.
Once again the beach is empty but something is different. A new day is born.