[The path unfurls underfoot, the dirt and gravel giving way very slightly, as if urging Kanda to follow it toward the ocean. It ascends a slight hill and dead-ends at the top of it. The sounds of crashing waves still dances along the wind, but it's still a distance away. The only evidence of it is the ribbon of blue that lines the edge of a cliff.
There is a cabin here. A log cabin with a wrap-around porch and smoke pluming delicately from the chimney.
The path at Kanda's feet branches here. To the left, it heads straight to the cabin's front porch. To the right, it disappears along the horizon.]
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