C30 Heat Flow

I went downstairs and ran, and soon I was on the beach at the bay. It was very quiet on the beach in winter, and the sea seemed to have frozen over and lost its roaring waves.

I wandered into a row of small pine trees at the edge of the beach, and with the zeal of a martial artist, began to run and jump about in the woods, making odd noises, and the leaves rustled and fell