(miniflash story)

As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the deserted street, Maria sat alone on the bench outside the old bookstore.

The pages of the sea novel she held in her hands fluttered gently in the evening breeze. Lost in the world of words, she hardly noticed the passing of time. Around her, the city buzzed with life, yet here, in this quiet corner, she found sea solace in the simple act of reading. The aroma of coffee wafted from the café next door, mingling with the scent of old paper, creating a comforting atmosphere that enveloped her like a warm embrace.