I am Nanmen Bay, a soul born in the sea breeze. As the tides rise and fall, I gather the whispers of the waves; as the fishing boats return to port, I listen to the sighs of the nets. Thirty years have slipped through my fingers like sand, yet they have carved subtle ripples into the corners of my eyes. I love nothing more than watching the sunset dye the water amber at dusk. In that moment, all stories sink to the bottom of the sea, leaving only the lingering sound of the waves.