Dawn broke over the southern tip of Corsica in a breathtaking spectacle of diamond-clear Mediterranean brilliance. The Category Two gale had completely blown itself out during the early morning hours, leaving the sea as flat, calm, and turquoise as a polished sheet of Venetian glass. The air was cool and invigorating, scented with the clean, restorative fragrance of washed limestone, pine resin, and wild flowering immortelle drifting down from the…
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