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Emery wandered through the busy port of Africa, wide-eyed with surprise at the sights and sounds surrounding her, and came across an unexpected encounter that changed the course of her journey.

There, leaning against the weathered wooden dock, was an old sailor named Jim. His face was lined like in a thousand fairy tales, and his eyes sparkled with the wisdom of a life spent at sea. Emery couldn’t help but feel attracted to him, feeling that he had the key to solving the mysteries of this new land.

– Hello, young girl! – Sailor Jim called out, his voice rough from years of exposure to salt and spray.

– What brought you to these shores?

Emery approached him cautiously, her curiosity aroused by the sight of this stern sailor. She talked about her trip to Africa and her desire to explore the savannahs stretching to the horizon.

Sailor Jim listened attentively, nodding his head understandingly.

– Yes, I know these plains well, – he said, and there was a note of nostalgia in his voice. – I have sailed these waters for many years and seen sights that would make your heart sing. —

Emery’s eyes widened with excitement when Sailor Jim made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. – Come with me, young girl, – he said, and there was a note of adventure in his voice. – I will take you for a walk through the savannahs of Africa, and together we will discover the wonders that await us there. —