BENEATH A BALINESE MOONLIT SKY

A gentle whisper rustles through the palm trees, their fronds twirling in harmony with the rhythm of the night. Fireflies glitter above, casting {longsilhouettes upon the tranquil landscape. The air is heavy with the intoxicating scent of frangipani, a sensory indulgence that seduces the senses. On distant shores, the waves crash against the white