Chapter 27 - Swan Lake
The road running now upward and narrowing into a lane bordered by tall cogon grass. The beauty of brightness outside was beginning to soften, turning gold and purple as the car climbed higher. My heart beat a little faster, not because of the height, but because the place was unfamiliar and yet, strangely comforting. After several turns, Teyson slowed the car to a stop. "We're here," sabi niya, sabay turo sa unahan. I looked out and gasped softly. The Guisi Lighthouse stood a few meters away. There are weathered stones and half-embraced by moss and wild grass, but still proud against the horizon. The smelled the salty aire, and somewhere below, the sea humming a melody endlessly. Teyson leaned forward, resting his arms on the steering wheel. "This is your stop. I'll wait in the car. Ax
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