BENEATH A BALINESE MOONLIT SKY

A gentle current rustles through the coconut trees, their fronds twirling in harmony with the beat of the night. Stars glitter above, casting {longshadows upon the serene landscape. The air is heavy with the intoxicating scent of frangipani, a sensory indulgence that enchants the senses. On hidden shores, the currents lap against the golden beach,