Ocean [antikvár]

Sunlight floods the seashore on a crisp spring morning.The salty, blustery air is filled with shrieking and squawking as gulls circle above towering cliffs. On the shore, just out of reach of the pounding surf, a small crab scuttles along, scavenging for scraps. A tern soars high above the waves and spies a shoal of fish below. It pauses readies itself - then plummets like a stone into the water, snatching up its prey. Beneath the surface, largely unseen by human eyes, teems the life of the ocean.