Come with me.

There is a pleasant breeze blowing from the sea." They climbed down.

Neither spoke until they stood on the curving ledge that had proved their salvation.

Though the tide was rising again, the heavy sea was gone.

The current still created some spume and noise as it swept past the reef, but its anger had vanished with the gale.
Beyond the fringe of broken water a slight swell only served to mirror in countless facets the tender light of a perfect sunset.