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Hours slipped by unnoticed. The moon began its slow descent, and the first hints of dawn painted the horizon with rose and gold. Mira stood, stretching, and turned to Elara. “Will you stay a little longer? There’s a café that opens at sunrise. I could make you a cup of tea and we could talk some more.”

Over the next few days, Leslita shared her knowledge with us. She taught us about the island's unique properties, how to harness its energy, and the secrets of the exotic spices that grew there. In return, we shared stories of our travels and the world beyond the island. asstr leslita