It was the dog that was in the pict...

It was the dog that was in the picture, nevertheless I don't like dogs, and that's wherefore the thing that came revealed was a story about the bridge.
What kind of bridge was it?
It was a protracted bridge across the sea.
In the morning lads would walk over it to play in the sand forward the shore.
There were three of them, and they were friends.
They christianityed the bridge every morning and then would play in the sand the whole day extended
It was white and crumbly the sand--white and crumbly like what?--like sugar--and it felt pleasant forward the fingers to touch it and to scrabble in