Beth stood atop the headland, watching the waves crash gently onto the ocean, feeling suddenly as if she was being pulled away from herself, like a magnet pulled to the north pole, never losing sight of her goal, her destination

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Yet as she gazed out into an ocean that seemed to beckon as an unknown
singer sang a song of longing, Beth felt suddenly as if she had been the
one to place the dream in her heart, the voice from a distance that had
inspired Beth, a distant child, the voice that had been absent in her
childhood, a voice that had sung to her of a vision of the future, long
ago, yet now being echoed again by the music of the ocean. The moment
transpired to her as if she had always known that she would find the
faster river, the quieter island, the unknown magic of a distant place. As
she looked across the glistening surface of the sea now being swept up by
the current, it felt as though she had been here before, or had come
here after the end of a long, dark tunnel, in which every inch of space
was defined by the shadow of one who would never enter it. She could see
the lights of the city below, and the sparkling lights of the water park
and swimming pool up the beach, and behind, the lights of the amusement
park, the lights that stretched over the horizon, the lights that she had
always taken for granted. The lights were all that she knew. The water had
always been there. The sea had always been there. This was her homeland.
She would never go back. Never. And she knew that in doing so, she would
leave behind a hole in her life, a hole so full of loneliness and
loneliness, and yet of an intensity that made her feel that everything could
change in an instant. It is here that the magic of dreams awaits you. It
is here that the mystery of the unknown awaits you, and in it, it waits to
be discovered: not by some great scientist, but by each and every one of
us. It is in this place that the truth of nature unfolds its hidden secrets,
and it is in this place that our journey is beginning.

Beth stood atop the headland, watching the waves crash gently onto the
ocean, feeling suddenly as if she was being pulled away from herself, like
a magnet pulled to the north pole, never losing sight of her goal, her
destination. Her feet sank in the soft, yielding sands, and she felt the
warm sands caress her legs as she crept closer to the rock that was the
source of the sea. She was sure now that she had arrived at her destination,
that she had arrived at another planet, another ocean world, another
abode, her own place of dreams. As she gazed out over the waves, she felt
the need to turn around. Had she already gone too far? Had she already let
go of her dream, her dream of an undiscovered, magical sea world,
unimaginable in the real world? Or, was she being pulled back to herself,
into the arms of reality, a place where this place existed? And should she
not feel a greater sense of urgency than a girl who had just discovered
that she was an alien?

In the center of the beach, the island rose up like an island itself. A
huge rock with a crown of white, glittering peaks rising above it, and this
rock which was now the island itself. A rock that rose into the air
overlooking the ocean on all sides. A rock that rose into the air
overlooking the sky on all sides. The island sat in the center of the beach
like an island that had been carved out from a larger body, like a woman
stitched out of some ancient stone that had been in place, perhaps, for eons
ago. A woman whose head was an island that rose over, and which rested on
the back of this larger island. Her body was made of this larger rock. Her
arms were made of this rock, and her hands, and her feet. Hers was a rock
that was both feminine and masculine, a rock that was born of this
island itself, and which grew from this island on which she sat.

Looking up at the island, Beth suddenly knew that she had arrived at the
end of her journey, that she had passed from earth to ocean, from one
world to the other, and that the path that she had chosen was the path to
her dream, no matter what the price. The path was not the path of
returning home, but the path of returning to the mystery of life. The
path was not the path of the desire to go back to a world she never knew,
but the path of the desire to discover a world she never knew, the path of
the desire to seek her other half, her other half of the mystery, to seek
the unknown, the unknown magic of a distant place. She knew that she had
arrived. She could not know her dream, her fantasy, again, but she knew
for certain that the truth had been found, and perhaps found by each and
every one of us.

She gazed out over the beautiful island, the great mountain of white
peaks, the shimmering lights on the beach, the lights on the water park
and swimming pool. How strange that she had never before seen the lights of
the water park, or the lights of the amusement park reflected in the dark
water, or the lights of the amusement park reflected in the dark sky, but
now, she knew they were there. The lights were there, and it had been
there for a long time, for eons, perhaps. It was as if the light had been
there before she was ever born, as if there was a light that she did
not know was there, but which she must uncover. She felt a new strength
rising inside of her, a new sense of possibility. How strange, how
strange, that this was not the beginning of her journey, that she was not
the one to find this place, but that someone else discovered this place,
that someone else had walked this path before her, a path that led her
into the unknown, into the mysterious mystery of a distant place.

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