The sea roared in my ears, the tide was coming back in. I lent out over the edge of the cliff, camera ready to snap whatever was down there. I took a few photos blindly then the puffins flew up into my face, defending their nests and forcing me away.
(Inspired by; https://only100words.xyz/2018/03/15/three-line-tales-week-111/ with thanks).
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