I walked on a pier jutting out from a
shallow beach on Mactan Island.
The pier jutted out so far offshore that its end couldn't be seen at from
the beach.
The pier consisted of concrete blocks with
gaps so I could see under the pier while walking.
As I walked toward offshore, the water
became clear and emerald green.
Although I was at several hundred meters
from the beach, the depth was still shallow enough to see the bottom.
In a shoal, occasionally eccentric
sceneries attract me, trees in an offshore and emerging a pathway towards the
sea, for example.
I spotted a stair leading down to water at the
end of the pier and went down to soak my foot.
The water was lukewarm unlike my hometown's
lake that I tightly braced myself to dive there.
Surrounded by the sea, the sky, the shore
in far distance, time passed slowly.
I returned that way thinking about swimming there after lunch.
The next time I went there, the tide had ebbed
and the color of emerald green was lost.
I tried to swim regardless of the darker water
but was prevented from swimming because of the rapid current.
Thank you Zerr and Madox!

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