The sun rose on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the vast expanse of the sea. The waves, gentle and rhythmic, lapped against the hull of the ship as it sailed toward the cluster of enchanted islands that had emerged from the depths. Aurora's descendants stood at the bow, their eyes filled with anticipation and wonder.
As the ship approached the isles, a cool breeze wafted through the air, carrying with it the scent of magic and untold mysteries. It blew from the northeast, rustling the leaves of the ancient trees that adorned the islands. The wind whispered ancient secrets, beckoning the descendants to explore the wonders that lay ahead.
