He dreamed.
Endlessly.
White sand, warm and silky underfoot on a beach in endless sunset and a breeze that tickled the nose with salt. He smiled into that sun as he always did, digging his toes in deeper and watching the sparkle of the dying sunlight on the wave crests between himself and infinity.
It was warm, and cool, and bright and deeply peaceful, and the birds cried over him as they flew by, and the waves washed the shore to satin smoothness.
He was waiting for someone. He knew that, deep inside, but he did not know why. And he did not know who.
But he waited, and soaked in the sun and the ocean spray.
Endlessly.
Dreaming.
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Warm Bodies: The Answer
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