Title: "Whispers of the Sea"
The waves crashed against the rugged cliffs, their frothy fingers reaching for the sky in a dance of eternal yearning. Seagulls soared on the breeze, their calls echoing through the salty air, a chorus of freedom against the backdrop of endless blue.
As the sun hung low, it painted the water's surface with strokes of gold and crimson. The horizon seemed to blur, blending the meeting of earth and sea into a seamless embrace. The lighthouse stood sentinel, a steadfast guardian against the treacherous night, its beacon a reassuring wink in the gathering dusk.
With each tide's retreat, the sand revealed hidden treasures: shells of myriad shapes and colours, each one a testament to the ocean's artistry. They whispered tales of distant shores and ancient mysteries, carried across the expanse to find their resting place on this sandy stage.
In this coastal symphony, nature's elements harmonised. The sea, a powerful maestro, conducted the orchestra of waves and wind, composing a melody that resonated deep within the souls of those who listened.
In the sentence, "The waves crashed against the rugged cliffs, their frothy fingers reaching for the sky," which type of figurative language is used
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The waves are described as having "frothy fingers" and "reaching for the sky," giving them human-like qualities.