The person in this story his name is Steve.
Body paragraph
Icy wind slashed at his face and the rain danced upon his head, as he tried to get his bearings, on the isolated beach.
Then he found a clifft and spread out, his arms and felt the wonderful warm refreshing summer breeze.
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