INSTANT VIBRANT SANDALWOOD by Angel Schlesser As summer unfolded, we established a ritual: meeting at dusk, the day's most dazzling hour. We would ignite a bonfire along the shoreline, enveloping ourselves in its fragrant smoke. When the night sky emerged, it blanketed us in an enchanting warmth. The flickering flames became our trusted companion as we drifted into dreams amid the eternal haze.