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[There's children's laughter in the air.]
[The camera is resting on a hastily discarded backpack that's laying on the beach. The view is aiming upward slightly, so that the white sand is hardly visible. In the distance, silhoutted against the clear blue sky, are two figures that look vaguely like angels. They take turns folding their white wings, diving toward the dark blue water and disappearing into the waves, emerging a second later, wings beating and water spraying upwards.]
[Dive bombing at it's finest. Elaine and Angel are out on this fine, windy day, enjoying one of the reasons why it's great to fly. The hair of both the girls cling to their faces, and their swimsuits and wings are completely soaked and heavy, but they're laughing at their own antics.]
[They continue to dive and fly, unaware of the camera that's recording them, until the film times out.]
[The camera is resting on a hastily discarded backpack that's laying on the beach. The view is aiming upward slightly, so that the white sand is hardly visible. In the distance, silhoutted against the clear blue sky, are two figures that look vaguely like angels. They take turns folding their white wings, diving toward the dark blue water and disappearing into the waves, emerging a second later, wings beating and water spraying upwards.]
[Dive bombing at it's finest. Elaine and Angel are out on this fine, windy day, enjoying one of the reasons why it's great to fly. The hair of both the girls cling to their faces, and their swimsuits and wings are completely soaked and heavy, but they're laughing at their own antics.]
[They continue to dive and fly, unaware of the camera that's recording them, until the film times out.]
