A small, weatherworn stone cottage with two chimneys and a thatched roof stands before you. The windows and front door are made from solid wooden planks, and a small bell hangs beside the main entrance. A small but well-tended garden lies to the leeward side of the building, with potatoes, carrots, and a row of peas protected from the prevailing wind. Sandy dunes lead down to the waves you hear crashing in the distance. The briny smell of seawater hangs in the air, suffusing everything around you with its scent.
