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On a serene evening by the water, Éloise gazed at the waves lapping gently against the shore. The moonlight shimmered on the surface, revealing fleeting glimpses of what lay beneath. Her friends, the girls of the seaside, whispered tales of hidden treasures, but Éloise knew that sometimes the most significant secrets were found in the smallest details—like the way the light flickered at the edge of the tide, just enough to catch a curious eye.
As she traced her fingers in the sand, she thought of the laughter and memories shared, realizing that their legacy might not be in grand gestures, but rather in the subtle moments—the last bits of joy that lingered, waiting to be uncovered by those who knew where to look.
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