The thought of this moment being a dream or an illusion slipped away in an instant.
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It was about to be midnight and the lustrous moon shines upon the watery surface as its view mirrored back into her eyes, it was an extraordinary sight to any beholder who took the time to observe this deep blue ocean. Many would have made short work of it, devoid of any feeling or emotion. They would just call it blue out of banal intend. But these mere creatures are indifferent to the notion what beauty truly means.
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A bone-chilling breeze made me realise that this occurrence wasn't foolery and the deeper I gazed at the ocean, the more lost and enchanted I became.