The vast expanse of stars reflected on the sea, transforming into a floating band of magnificent light. The crescent moon and stars shone together, and the shimmering waves undulated like a dreamlike scene. The people on the longship gazed at the serene beauty of the sea, listening to a distant song. No one spoke, unwilling to break this moment of Peach Blossom Land tranquility.
Such a peaceful and harmonious life had continued among the various Taíno tribes of the Caribbean Islands for thousands of years. Yet, as the two on the ship foresaw, the beautiful blossoms were about to meet their end, withering in the storm.
