Beachy Veil

The air hangs thick with the sweetness of exotic flowers. A gentle current whispers through the mahogany, carrying with it the marine whisper of the sea. The sun, a blazing ball, casts long shadows on the silky sands. It's a serene state of existence, where time almost stands still. On this island,
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