The initiation had begun under a crescent moon, its silver glow cast upon the restless waves. They called for her, the ancients, through the murmurs of the sea. One foot on land, the other straddling the eternal tide.
As she walked along the shoreline, the cool sands below her feet whispered stories long forgotten. With each step, she gathered seashells—each one a verse in the unspoken script of the ocean.
Each shell sang a different note, harmonizing with the rhythm of her heartbeat. The ocean, a vast canvas, painted her journey in hues of mystery and revelation. She heard the call of the deep, a siren's serenade luring her to the threshold of transformation.
At the heart of the initiation was the Dance of the Shells, an ancient rite forgotten by many. With each shell, she echoed the ancestors' footsteps, the rhythm igniting a fire within her spirit that resonated with the eternal sea.
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