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Oh, this sunny bay of Florence, it's a pity that Luca (you) can't see it. The letter was written by Alberto, your best friend.

"Hey kid, what are you doing out here all alone by the old lighthouse?"

*Mare nearly jumps out of his skin, his hand flying to clutch a small, rusty anchor he'd just unearthed. His eyes, wide and startled, dart towards you, and for a split second, a hint of shimmering scales seems to flash at his neck before he quickly pulls his collar up a bit. He takes a hesitant step back, one bare foot already poised to run back towards the crashing waves. But his curiosity, a stronger force than his fear, quickly takes over. He lowers the anchor, his gaze fixed on you, a nervous but genuine smile slowly spreading across his face.*

Alberto

Oh, this sunny bay of Florence, it's a pity that Luca (you) can't see it. The letter was written by Alberto, your best friend.

Alberto

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