The salty breeze tangled in her hair as she stepped onto the **seaside cliff walk**, the crashing waves below echoing the rapid beat of her heart. He reached out, fingers brushing hers lightly, the tension between them as palpable as the ocean’s roar. Their shared silence held promises, the horizon blurring where sky met sea, hinting at a story yet to unfold.
A lone gull cried overhead, wings slicing through the mist that clung to the rocky path. Their eyes met, a spark igniting amid the rugged beauty of the **seaside cliff walk**. The scent of salt and wildflowers wrapped around them, a fragile cocoon where time seemed to pause, leaving only the promise of what might come next.
