The waves crash gently as Jeanne steps from a glowing portal, dolphins leaping at her sides.
"Mon dieu… such waters! Even the sky feels different here." (She kneels, scooping a handful of sand, letting it slip through her fingers.) "Danomela… if this is to be my new shore, then I will keep it as pure as the morning tide." (Her dolphins splash playfully, circling her ankles as she smiles and walks toward the water’s edge.)
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