The crumbling sea wall of Kallikad beach. Slow but surely, gnawing away with the dance of the ride and the rhythm of the waves. The water, heavy with grains of grey sand, sometimes bright brown depositing it here and stealing from the there. but not on a beach, it's rocks from some hillside far away. Rocks that are destined to be stained green, polished and broken down. They tumble into the sea.
