Chloe De Burgh

Avery feels refreshed by the coolness of the gentle breeze dancing lightly across his face. The air carries the distant cry of seagulls and the banter of fishermen busily mending their nets and going about their business. Avery opens his eyes to see pale yellow curtains backlit with the diffused morning sun stirring in the sea air, enticing him to greet the day.

Avery feels refreshed by the coolness of the gentle breeze dancing lightly across his face. The air carries the distant cry of seagulls and the banter of fishermen busily mending their nets and going about their business. Avery opens his eyes to see pale yellow curtains backlit with the diffused morning sun stirring in the sea air, enticing him to greet the day.

Avery feels refreshed by the coolness of the gentle breeze dancing lightly across his face. The air carries the distant cry of seagulls and the banter of fishermen busily mending their nets and going about their business. Avery opens his eyes to see pale yellow curtains backlit with the diffused morning sun stirring in the sea air, enticing him to greet the day.

He is well rested, having had a perfect night's sleep. Now it's time to get ready to explore his surroundings. It feels good to have the freedom of choosing how he will spend this day. He thinks he'll start by joining his host for a cup of tea. Avery had arrived the night before, in the half-light of a balmy summer evening.

He is well rested, having had a perfect night's sleep. Now it's time to get ready to explore his surroundings. It feels good to have the freedom of choosing how he will spend this day. He thinks he'll start by joining his host for a cup of tea. Avery had arrived the night before, in the half-light of a balmy summer evening.

He is well rested, having had a perfect night's sleep. Now it's time to get ready to explore his surroundings. It feels good to have the freedom of choosing how he will spend this day. He thinks he'll start by joining his host for a cup of tea. Avery had arrived the night before, in the half-light of a balmy summer evening.

During a long drive from London, he left his cares and worries behind him, arriving at his holiday cottage for the weekend on the edge of the village, at the top of the hill. After the buzz of the motorway, the roads had quietened into a world of single-track lanes flanked by tall, brambly hedgerows.

During a long drive from London, he left his cares and worries behind him, arriving at his holiday cottage for the weekend on the edge of the village, at the top of the hill. After the buzz of the motorway, the roads had quietened into a world of single-track lanes flanked by tall, brambly hedgerows.

During a long drive from London, he left his cares and worries behind him, arriving at his holiday cottage for the weekend on the edge of the village, at the top of the hill. After the buzz of the motorway, the roads had quietened into a world of single-track lanes flanked by tall, brambly hedgerows.

It felt good to leave the faster pace and obligations behind and move forward into the countryside. where simpler pleasures and expectations could be easily met and enjoyed. Avery loved folklore and was seeking adventure. A spark had been missing from his life lately. So the stories he had heard of a magical mermaid apothecary in Pulpero intrigued him.

It felt good to leave the faster pace and obligations behind and move forward into the countryside. where simpler pleasures and expectations could be easily met and enjoyed. Avery loved folklore and was seeking adventure. A spark had been missing from his life lately. So the stories he had heard of a magical mermaid apothecary in Pulpero intrigued him.

It felt good to leave the faster pace and obligations behind and move forward into the countryside. where simpler pleasures and expectations could be easily met and enjoyed. Avery loved folklore and was seeking adventure. A spark had been missing from his life lately. So the stories he had heard of a magical mermaid apothecary in Pulpero intrigued him.

He wanted to find out if the stories were true. The winding road had risen steadily to the horizon, beckoning him on until he had reached the coast. where rolling green fields swept down in a patchwork to the cliffs and the cool, clear aquamarine sea beyond. Lush farmland opened to an expanse of blue skies

He wanted to find out if the stories were true. The winding road had risen steadily to the horizon, beckoning him on until he had reached the coast. where rolling green fields swept down in a patchwork to the cliffs and the cool, clear aquamarine sea beyond. Lush farmland opened to an expanse of blue skies

He wanted to find out if the stories were true. The winding road had risen steadily to the horizon, beckoning him on until he had reached the coast. where rolling green fields swept down in a patchwork to the cliffs and the cool, clear aquamarine sea beyond. Lush farmland opened to an expanse of blue skies

The fields were cut across with yellow ribbons of track which were being traversed by a tiny red tractor. It looked like a child's toy and was pursued relentlessly by a flock of determined crows.

The fields were cut across with yellow ribbons of track which were being traversed by a tiny red tractor. It looked like a child's toy and was pursued relentlessly by a flock of determined crows.

The fields were cut across with yellow ribbons of track which were being traversed by a tiny red tractor. It looked like a child's toy and was pursued relentlessly by a flock of determined crows.

Reaching the headland, the baked tarmac road had swept round and down into cooler wooded valleys, through leafy green tunnels of oaks and beech trees, where the warm golden evening sun painted the shady road before him in dappled, dancing light. He had driven on, the road leaving him higher once again, and the sun had lost its heat.

Reaching the headland, the baked tarmac road had swept round and down into cooler wooded valleys, through leafy green tunnels of oaks and beech trees, where the warm golden evening sun painted the shady road before him in dappled, dancing light. He had driven on, the road leaving him higher once again, and the sun had lost its heat.