Three years later. The midsummer sun hung low over the Gulf of Maine, casting a warm, molten-gold light across the rolling green bluffs and rugged granite cliffs of Blackwood Sanctuary. The Atlantic ocean stretched out to the horizon like a sheet of shimmering turquoise silk, its gentle waves whispering softly against the pebbled cove eighty feet below. A fragrant sea breeze drifted across the terrace, carrying the sweet scent of…
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