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Mayari
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    Time 26m
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    Reads 27
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    Parts 8
  • WpHistory
    Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06
Elias grew up in the city- raised by his grandfather, a retired history teacher, after losing both parents in a vehicular accident at age 10. Despite his grandfather's best efforts to immerse him in Filipino culture, Eli rebelled-thinking folk stories were boring, outdated, or "for the old."

After his grandfather's death, Eli found a stack of old field notes, documenting unrecorded festivals and dying rituals. Scribbled among the pages was a note:

"There's one dance I could never witness- The Dance of Light, they called it. Said to keep something in the ocean asleep. Fandango... sa Ilaw."

Bored, bitter, curious, and craving purpose, Elias decides to visit the island and see the dance for himself.
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When Sky Meets the Sea

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They say every person is either sky or sea. One restless and fulfilling, the other deep and waiting. One drifts in clouds of dreams, the other carries the waves of memory. Forever wandering, forever seeking a place to call home. Like the boundless sky, vast and restless, painted with endless dreams. And another, like the sea, quiet, steady, yet never still, harboring storms beneath those calm, deep eyes. Somewhere in Quezon, where the horizon blushes at dusk and the world forgets to rush, beneath the fading light, they come together like the tide reaching for the wind's soft cares, two person bound by a love that sings beyond the reach of time. They call it Unisun, the sacred hour when sky and sea entwine in an endless dance, and two halves awaken to a silent truth whispered by the universe... They were never meant to be apart, but always, forever, one.