As he went down the [COLOR=red]Fantastic slope by the Fantastic beach which lie next to, and in its Fantastic glory being, by fantastic circumstances, swallowed by the fantastic Ocean by the fantastic Shoreline which spread in a Fantastic manner for a suprisingly fantastic amount of miles which in a fantastic increase of number which in a fantastic since turned into fantastic feet with a fantastic total of fantastic people coming to the fantastic shore by the fantastic hill and the fantastic Ocean which lay in a fantastic sense of both fantastic peace, fantastic tranquility, and fantastic danger which if put into a fantastic number would equal to that over the already fantastic number 300 pounds of fantastic pressure which could find its way onto some fantastic person turning said fantastic person into something less fantastic. In short it is easier to say that the view form either the fantastic hill or fantastic beach would only be calculated by a fantastic number which only showed a little more of the fantastic ocean then the fantastic beach could show. And at a Fantastic rate the fantastic ocean started setting in on the fantastic beach at a fantastic rate which would make any fantastic people standing on the fantastic beach to want to get off of their fantastic section on the fantastic beach away from the fantastic water from the fantastic ocean and onto the fantastic hill and inevitably slip off of the fantastic hill due to the fantastic water on their fantastic feet making the fantastic grass on the fantastic hill slippery in such a fantastic manner that the fantastic people who were already on the top of the fantastic hill have to help the fantastic people who slipped off of the fantastic hill up onto it, inevitably slipping off of the fantastic hill because of the fantastic weight of some of the fantastic people who slid off of the fantastic hill and were now trying to get onto the fantastic hill with the fantastic people they had accidentaly pulled down off of the fantastic hill and into the water of the fantastic ocean which was sitting on the fantastic beach and now rising at a much more fantastic rate. The most fantastic part of this was that Kiesu was standing on the fantastic hill ignoring the fantastic people trying to get on the fantastic hill from the mixture of both the fantastic beach and the fantastic water from the equally fantastic ocean. After the Fantastic people all got onto the fantastic hill away from the fantastic water which for some fantastic reason they didn't like today the sat down on the fantastic hill watching the fantastic water rise up against part of the fantastic hill. after a fantastic amount of time the fantastic people left before the fantastic sunset was about to gleaf in a fanatastic manner on the fantastic ocean. Currently the only fantastic person there was Kiesu who had stood there in a fantastic mannor for a fantastic sum of fantastic hours waiting for the fantastic sunset to shine upon the fantastic ocean which was halfway up the fantastic hill.As He stood there in the fantastic manner in which he had stood there for a fantastic sum of hours waiting for the fantastic view he saw now in which the fantastic sunset shone off of the Fantastic beach and halfway up the fantastic hill. He though of this fantastic scenery and the fantastic fact that this happen at the same fantastic time in the same fantastic way almost every fantastic while, and that the only fantastic way to view this fantastic site which lay before him in all of its fantastic glory was to get here at the exact,fantastic, time to see the perfect fantastic scene from this exact fantastic spot. This fantastic spot which watched this fantastic sceene was a fantastic way for him to feel in fantastic peace with himself and the fantastic darkness that was soon to follow the fantastic sunset. He waited a shorter fantastic time for the fantastic scene he was looking for which had the fantastic moon shining off of the fantastic scene which had been created by the fantastic ocean covering the fantastic beach in such a manner that half of the fantastic hill was covered also. To Kiesu, who was still standing there in the same fantastic position, this was the most fantastic scene he had seen. With the fantastic darkness of the fantastic clods which blotted out the fantastic moon he loved this exact, fantastic, moment he had been waiting such a fantastic amount of time to see.