As the sun began to set over the Persian Gulf,

#hellohalloween As the sun began to set over the Persian Gulf, the sky turned into a canvas of gold, pink, and violet. The waves glowed softly, and the sea breeze carried the warm scent of salt and freedom. I stepped into a small boat, its wooden frame creaking gently as it floated into the glowing water. The engine hummed, and we sailed across the calm surface, watching the sun melt slowly into the horizon. The sound of the sea mixed with distant laughter and the cry of gulls flying home. For a moment, time stood still — just the sea, the sky, and the soft rhythm of the waves. As night fell, the stars appeared one by one, reflecting on the dark water. Sailing in the Persian Gulf at sunset felt like drifting through a dream — peaceful, endless, and full of light.