So, rumor has it, the grains are reputably more talkative than you might expect. I mean, who knew a beach could have the same conversational prowess as a reality show contestant? Honestly, your average grain of sand has enough stories to outlast a librarian on caffeine.
Just the other day, I overheard a particularly opinionated pile debating the best way to construct a sand castle. Apparently, the technique involved is akin to mastering a soufflé - delicate hand, firm resolve, and an innate understanding of the ocean's tide schedules. Forget about your building permits, the sand demands structural artistry.
You’ve probably heard that if you concentrate hard enough, you can hear the whispers confess secrets about tomorrow's mischief. Like, is that sand dune really talking about your choice of beach umbrella? It's a bit too loud for its own good, I think.
Speaking of whispers, you should probably check out the murmur over there or perhaps discover the desert delight. Just don’t blame me when the grains start judging your taste in scenery.