Kadan Island rises vast and unspoiled from the Andaman Sea, its forested spine stretching long and sinuous beneath the sky. The shoreline is a shifting boundary of pale sand and black stone, where the tides draw delicate, scalloped patterns with every retreat, leaving behind trails of seashells and drift-polished coral. Along the western coast, limestone cliffs emerge from the jungle's edge… worn by centuries of salt and wind into towering forms, streaked with ochre and mossy green.
The water surrounding the island is a gradient of blues... near the shore, it is transparent turquoise, revealing a garden of coral and sea grass below; farther out, it deepens to sapphire and cobalt, falling away into silent abyss. Shoals of fish dart through the shallows, their scales flashing silver and electric blue. Occasionally, the shadow of a manta ray drifts beneath the surface… slow, fluid, and vanishing as quietly as it came.
