Beschreibung
I’ll never forget that wonderful day on the waters of Aguatina, my older brother Neph showing me and my sister Noola how to sail the open ocean. I remember how excited Noola was to see her first fancy fins leap from the waves, and how proud I was as I sailed us past a reminder of the old stories of when the Elves, who are no more, ruled the oceans. The ancient Elven lighthouse that told us we were almost home.
The memory glows in this sunlit scene: a beautifully carved wooden sailboat skims across sparkling blue waters, its white sail billowing in the breeze. Neph stands at the helm, guiding with steady hands as his little brother, beaming with pride, helps steer them home. Noola leans eagerly over the side, her eyes wide with wonder as two vibrant “fancy fins” leap joyfully from the waves beside the boat, their silvery-blue forms catching the light. There’s an unmistakable closeness among the three, a shared joy that only siblings on a grand adventure can feel. In the distance, the ancient Elven lighthouse rises from a rocky outcrop, its elegant spires reaching toward the sky, a silent guardian of old stories and safe returns. Overhead, seabirds wheel and a distant ship glides past, all bathed in the golden warmth of late afternoon. The whole moment feels suspended between adventure and homecoming, a perfect memory of family, wonder, and the magic of the sea.
