BENEATH A BALINESE MOONLIT SKY

A gentle current rustles through the coconut trees, their fronds twirling in harmony with the rhythm of the night. Specks of light twinkle above, casting {longsilhouettes upon the serene landscape. The air is heavy with the intoxicating scent of frangipani, a sensory treat that lulls the senses. On hidden shores, the tides whisper against the sand