I went to my client's magical land in Treasure Cay a few years back. It was a fantastic assignment in a land where the sea kissed the sky, where a sea spirit, named Annette, wore a gown woven from the sunset. Each day she spread her crimson dress upon the water to catch all the light and carry it safely, ensuring the sun would rise again. In her radiance she became the heartbeat between day and night, night and day, and the everlasting whisper of twilight’s beauty.
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