As your surroundings slowly disappear in the twilight gloom, the veil of night reveals the many sounds of the island, still brimming with life. As if suspended in a dark void, your entire world shrinks to the small fire-lit area that cocoons you. With the fire as your companion, your thoughts begin to drift as you stare into the blaze, feeling its warmth against your face. How many men and women before you have looked into the same flame and smoke, finding in it refuge and comfort, over the ages? Many more thoughts pass through your mind before you finally lay on your back under the stars while the crackling fire lulls you to sleep.

The sun won’t rise for another hour and night remains, for now, undisturbed. From last night’s fire, only a few embers remain, glowing red and quietly releasing a pleasant fragrance. Gently waking up, you become aware of your surroundings, now only visible as various shades of deep blue, the closer the darker, against the slightly paler sky. As your eyes get accustomed to the dark, you look up to your right, towards the heart of the island. There lays your path.