Katelyn loves fantasizing that every grain of sand is an incredibly tiny person. She loves smearing her feet over them and having them stick or crushing them with the easiest movement of her soles.

The sand could be the debris from a city - where a city once was could be nothing but a footprint.

Katelyn picks up countless grains of sand - ever so tiny and delicate people - with her feet, and grinds them between her soles.

"If I could make any wish come true right now it would be that all these little specs of sand were buildings, and vehicles, and people..."
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