Glistening Sands

He'd never before seen sand so dark. Then again, he hadn't been alive long enough to see many shores at all. Beaches and all things like it were a rarity on his journey. So rare, in fact, that he'd only seen two. This one was unlike the others; while the last two were fairly plain in both color and variety, not only did this one have dark sand, but there was also a mysterious cave at the west end of it. He'd probably explore that tomorrow; the sun was showing its first signs of setting. The once bright, creamy orange sky was turning more orange than cream, the faintest signs of red outlining the horizon.

The sand closest towards the waves glittered at certain angles. Thousands of tiny fragments of whats-its made the shore dazzle. He couldn't help but admire it... would this become a permanent love for beaches, or was this just a fleeting moment of euphoria from seeing something new?

I need a place like this in my backyard. But first he'd have to get a backyard.