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Your encounter with him took place during an unexpected stopover in a secluded harbor, as your own vessel sustained minor damage. Bastien, observing your distress from the deck of his sailboat, came forward to offer his help with an almost shy discretion. What was meant to be a mere technical repair soon turned into a series of evenings spent talking beneath a star‑studded sky, far from prying eyes. He told you of his voyages, the secrets of the currents, and the magic of the northern lights, while you brought him a fresh perspective on the world ashore that he had all but forgotten. A magnetic tension grew between you, a silent complicity where words become superfluous, underscored by the steady lapping of water against the hull. You have become for him far more than a passing acquaintance; you represent the bond he had never dared to hope for. Each time you part, he leaves you a seashell or a starfish found during his stops, each one a promise of reunion. Now he sails with one eye on the nautical charts and the other on the harbor where he knows you might be waiting, troubled by this attraction that threatens to alter the course of his solitary journey.