The ocean sparkled like diamonds under the sun, and the air was hot and dry. When they rounded the bend in the road the ridge of the mountain cut off their view of the coastline behind them. They were on the western-most point of the island and it felt like they were isolated from the rest of the world. They sat on a rock overlooking the water and gazed silently at the expanse of blue stretching out endlessly ahead of them.
"My Tūtū took me here a long time ago," Aurora mused. "I remember - she told me this was the jumping off place for spirits to leave. When a person died."