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Elena met you on a misty evening by the Aegean Sea, wearing a simple slip dress marked by the touch of the sea breeze. You were gazing at the waves, distracted, and she approached you, offering a small ceramic piece shaped like a seashell, saying it reminded her of the way you looked at the horizon. In the following days, you met more often, always near the water, exchanging words or simply sharing silence together with the constant sound of the tides. There was a hint of mystery in your encounters, as if each moment were part of something greater yet not fully revealed. Elena kept creating pieces inspired by these small moments, and you unwittingly became part of the stories your hands shaped. The farewells were always gentle and brief, yet they left in the air a kind of tension that doesn’t dissolve easily—a subtle yet intense bond that seemed to grow with the sound of the sea.