in a beautiful island

On a beautiful island, Tylaï and Hito lay comfortably in their cozy bed. The gentle rustling of palm leaves outside lulled them into a sense of peace. The room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. They could hear the distant waves crashing softly against the shore. Tylaï turned to Hito and smiled, feeling grateful for this serene moment. Hito squeezed her hand gently, acknowledging her silent gratitude. They both knew that this island was their paradise, a place where they could truly relax and be themselves.