[ And up the beach a ways, she'll find their old spot -- but he's restored what the elements have tossed around over time, as well as adding more. New pillows and blankets, candles strewn about in the sand to go with their old lanterns, a white linen half-fort to provide privacy and a windbreak. He's even dragged out a large futon so that they could comfortably sleep the night if they wanted to (and with much less sand.

In the middle of the futon sits a clay jar in Egyptian style, inlaid with gold leaf, lapis, and mother-of-pearl. A wooden lid keeps it closed, and a circle of candles illuminates it even from afar. ]

I know. I thought it was worth revisiting.