The sound of the ringing bell clashed with the roar of the threatening cobalt waves. Overhead, the sky boomed with bleached shards of lightning, sending my panic-stricken cat darting inside. Particles of sand and minuscule chunks of seashells rushed along with the fierce wind, creating a border between the sand and the sea. I gazed over at the beach, squinted my eyes, and saw an auric earring glint next to carcasses of washed up fish. Wet sand clumped underneath my feet as I walked over to inspect it. The taste of iron filled my mouth as I tried to clean the blood that penetrated out of my skin as I pricked my finger with the razor edge of the small gold earring.