West Bay
The sun beat down on a languid sea as a million diamonds danced and sparkled
on the surface of the water.
The red-tinged cliff hung over the beach, threatening to envelop an unwary walker.
Above, the sky was so bright and blue, whilst on the horizon a misty hue.
The rolling hills are so verdant yet bleak, with small cumulus clouds atop the peaks.
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