Shoreline Blues

Part 1

CRASH! There I was, sitting on that beach...even now, the rotten memory comes to me in mass waves. I watched as the ocean's waves met the blistering sand, washing away every distinctive monument. Erasing everything the water touched. Looking back, I should've left the moment I saw the butterfly.
I watched as the ordinary blue butterfly fluttered peacefully around the grass. I listened to the waves as I slowly hyperfixated on the movement of the eye-catching details on the little butterfly's wings. Murmuring. The waves brought themselves to me.
Hush
Crash
Hush
Crash
I found myself fixated on the sound of the water, listening harder every time it pulled itself onto the sand.
Hush
Crash
Vivian...
My stomach tightened as a burning sensation built in my nose, lingering in fear.
Hush
Crash
Vivian...
The ocean spoke to me. I felt my eyes fight to make contact with the movement of the waves but they stayed. On that peaceful, blue butterfly.
Something about its wings felt wrong. The way the wings morphed and twitched as it swung them. The patterns weren't changing, but they weren't staying the same either.