АNASTACIA

...She loved this old lighthouse and its walls, thoroughly salted by sea storms.
She loved to look at passing ships, climbing the highest wall surrounding the lighthouse, and catch the sun's rays, looking at them through her fingers.

At these moments, time stood still.
The sound of the waves turned into music, the wind into a quiet whisper, and the distant horizons beckoned with the promise of something incredible.
Each stone of this old masonry kept the memory of hundreds of storms, but here, at the very top, she felt safe, as if the lighthouse was not just a witness to her life, but her silent, faithful friend.
She inhaled the salt, feeling the sun kissing her skin, and knew: this shore was her personal infinity.
And the lighthouse will always wait for her return to again give this amazing peace among the eternal movement of the sea.⛵️⛵️⛵️🌊🌊🌊

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