Sea Crown

The land meets the sea here with her jagged teeth, reaching over the water and jutting out in sharp points from among the waves. The waves crash against the rocks and the shore here with a constant and unending violence. To swim here without the proper skill would be asking for a swift death among the rocks. As if the dangers of the water or her teeth were not enough, sharks loom just beyond waiting to pick off the survivors from the shore. Underneath her crown is a cove, carved out by the ocean though safe from her beatings. It is here where many might be able to seek refuge from the aggressive sea and winds, though access is only possible through the water itself.