It started, or transitioned, at the place I lived in Island bay. To the right of the house was a gazebo, with a firepit in the center and a small burning fire. There was a large cliff face further right, a small beach ahead, and a lagoon. I arrived with some of my family, and some were already there - including my father. It was as if my father had
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