Quietly, the waves flopped onto the beach, then ran
out into the sand. Stars hung in the sky to the east, obscured as they
were to the west by the bluff overlooking the sand and sea. A small boat
lay tied up at the entrance to the harbour, giving anything but a
restful appearance. The scene was illuminated by a flurry of flashing
blue lights, which strobed the few houses nearby. Quite unusual. One of
the local wags joked that the last time he had seen a flashing blue
light at Cealagbhal was when someone had taken a guga that wasn't in
their allocation.
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