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This time I went with khaki trousers, a long-sleeved blue top, white trainers, and a baseball cap low enough to hide part of my face. The sky was bright—far too bright—its sunlight warming my skin even through the fabric.

The air in Sapphire Water carried a faint tang of salt mixed with the sweetness of fruit from nearby orchards. I could already hear the bustle of the market before I stepped through the wooden archway, draped in climbing vines.

The Sapphire Market was a lot busier ...