“My feet sink into the ground, and above me, the branches grow into one another, forming a kind of tunnel.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“The powdery sand caves under his weight and his bare feet sink at once marking the beach with shallow potholes” — Stephanie Fleshman Copy Share Image
“When the tides change, you have two choices. You can either stand there, letting the water wash over you and your feet… — Tricia Rayburn Copy Share Image
