The summer sun climbed high into the cloudless azure sky over Drakos Island, turning the Mediterranean into a vast expanse of shimmering turquoise and molten gold. The ancient olive groves that climbed the terraced hillsides rustled softly in the warm southern breeze, while the scent of wild mountain thyme, flowering bougainvillea, and sun-baked limestone filled the courtyards of Villa Poseidon. Today, the island was celebrating the annual Summer Maritime Matsuri—a…
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