BENEATH A BALINESE MOONLIT SKY

A gentle whisper rustles through the palm trees, their fronds swaying in harmony with the beat of the night. Stars twinkle above, casting {longsilhouettes upon the serene landscape. The air is filled with the sweet scent of frangipani, a sensory treat that lulls the senses. On hidden shores, the tides crash against the golden beach, their low roar