Excerpted from Green Ruins & Shallow Blues; Book II: Fruitful
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It was a moons-shadowed false dusk, and the play of the system star's light upon the oceanbay was twilit with the far eastern shore's city glitter. With the change in ambient light, the salt-kissed bora rustled the palm fronds and perfumed the cool air with sweet synthetic scents from half-dissolved resins' interaction with salt water. It was a beautiful scene, storybook in everyway.
