The far off waves

Today’s writing prompt and my response.

This week, I’m responding to each prompt individually. Use the prompts however you like, one at a time, or pen a short story over as many as you like!
The far off waves

Gulls screech in the fresh morning air, diving for their breakfasts. Elisabeth stands at the water’s edge, eyes shaded against the golden brilliance of the rising sun. Her gaze goes far, to a place beyond the sun, to the far off waves of the Eastern seas.

Will he come today? Will it...