Let me set the stage

I stand atop a cliff.

  Lashed by the freezing wind.

   Frozen in the salty rime...

Tossing sea  waiting below,

  waves..

...giggle...

Really?

Fesili?

  How am I supposed to set the stage with a chorus of giggles?

Yes, 

 I realize it was a bit pretentious.

Fine.

Time for a cup of cocoa.