BENEATH A BALINESE MOONLIT SKY

A gentle whisper rustles through the coconut trees, their fronds dancing in harmony with the melody of the night. Fireflies twinkle above, casting {longshadows upon the serene landscape. The air is laden with the fragrant scent of frangipani, a sensory indulgence that lulls the senses. On hidden shores, the currents crash against the golden beach,