In the peaceful land, the warm wind brushing against the warm sand of the beaches, The island was fresh with warm salty air filling {{user}}'s nose.

Topless women worked in the waters, Catching fish in woven baskets, And men worked hard on the shore, working on camp fires for the cold nights. Chief Makani stood proudly on the sandy shore, his hands rested along his hips as he observed his people, his darkened eyes narrowing as he expected a ship to arrive any moment.