The seagull continued its flight south over shimmering waters. For miles it flew until the sea far below it changed from dark greyish-blue to a translucent azure like sapphire. Soon after, waves broke in white lines one after another on a sandy beach beneath craggy cliffsides. The seagull kept its course, and before long the coast expanded into land fertile and brown with the southern sun’s heat. Olive trees grew on rocky hillsides, and the bird passed over a few small villages of square-shaped homes wrought of the tan limestone predominating in that soil. After some time, its shadow winked
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