Written sketch, 4 Aug 2017.
The boat dispensed globs of melted marshmallow and left behind trails of spiderwebs that took ages to fade. The water was absolute azure, like a deep pool of blueberry syrup. As it shifted, certain angles highlighted it with reflections of the sun and the land. The sun was beating wide, so that the air felt like heat soup, and the land was dry, rocky, and sun-bleached brown. Dotting the landscape which angled into the sea, the man could see loads of bushy green splashes of brush and trees. The boat he was on was passing parallel to the rocky shore of the island. As they passed along, the density of vegetation slowly increased, transitioning into density of civilization. Greater numbers of apartment complexes and parked boats gave way to the reveal of a harbor, which their boat gradually turned in the direction of.