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It began with footprints… mine, then gone.Washed away by a tide that seemed to knowhow to take what I never meant to give. The sea, wide-eyed and glistening,offered no apology, only silenceand the hush of waves pulling secretsinto the folds of its ancient skirt. I had come here hollow,salt-stung with a loneliness I couldn’t…

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There is an alchemy in sunlight, sand, and salt water that no laboratory could ever bottle, no poet could fully distill, yet the soul knows it intimately, like a lover’s whisper remembered in dreams. It is an alchemy older than memory, older than the language we use to try and capture it, yet it…

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Stretching over 100 miles along the coast of North Carolina, the Outer Banks, often called “OBX”, are a string of barrier islands off the coast of North Carolina. It is a place where history whispers through the dunes and the horizon stretches wide with promise. This narrow thread between the Atlantic Ocean and the…