Sitting firmly in a pit of sand beside my friend i look out over the quiet city just above the cliff tops, i begin to realise just how asleep the world is, how unaware one self is, how invisible i am right this moment. The city was never quiet, but here it was quieter; fewer cars, the calls and shouts from the street seeming muffled by the time they reached where we were sat. Its early in the morning now and my friend and i, we remain silent looking at what must be the largest sand castle this beach has seen, screening the sandcastle, the mark's and curve's so perfectly preserved even after the long soothing wind's that are blowing up a scen