Tragedy befell our honeymoon. Our ocean cruiser sailed into a storm. We were shipwrecked by someone with an arm bearing a lightning-like birthmark. My wife and I woke up on a paradise island. Thinking we survived the worst we began a new life, only for my dear wife to die of illness. Paradise was dead. I was trapped on a rock known to no one, marked by no map.
My salvation came in the form of a single boat and a team of mysterious cartographers. They were in search of mermaids. I, finding the one with the lightning-like birthmark, accompanied them to another unmarked location: the sparsely populated isle of Yamu La Kanu.
What awaited me there was a fate even more tragic.
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