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The wind teased at the folds of her dress as she wandered the narrow path carved into the dunes. Each step sank lightly into the sand, a fleeting trail the tide would one day erase. Around her, the grasses bent and whispered, and shorebirds danced in the shifting light, their calls rising above...

She paused at the edge of the boardwalk, where weathered wood met drifting sand, and let the salt wind play against her skin. Ahead, the sea stretched wide and unending, gulls rising above its restless surface. For a moment, she stood caught between the shore and the horizon, her heart leaning...

I used from the board dog, cat, rooster and chickens, and some colors from the palette

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Along the forgotten shore, the hermit lived by what the sea surrendered. Each tide brought offerings — driftwood, rope, a battered wheel, a chest filled with trinkets of other men’s journeys. He gathered them all, not for wealth but for the stories they carried, pieces of the world he no longer...

The sea had its moods, but the old sailors were never without company. One gull perched proudly on a shoulder, settling in as though he belonged. Another circled overhead, carried by the breeze. The men smoked their pipes and traded stories, half listening to each other, half to the bird, who...

The fisherman had barely lifted his line when the squawking began. One pelican flapped and strutted, claiming the catch as his own, while the other sidled closer with a sly glance at the bucket. The old man only shook his head, a smile tugging at his beard — they’d rehearsed this dance a hundred...

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