Dim lights in the distance. It’s still a long walk along the sand within feet of the boiling surf and the rocky cliffs, dark and ominous, above. Does it mean an end to the journey or is it just the beginning of an eerie story ready to unfold?
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The two together, I think. With the text, I could hear the surf.
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