At first glance, it looked like something… alive. Not in the obvious, unmistakable way that a bird or crab moves along the shoreline—but in that subtle, unsettling way that makes your brain hesitate. The kind of hesitation where instinct briefly overrides logic, and you find yourself wondering if what you’re looking at might shift, breathe, or react if you get too close. It was lying there, partially embedded in the sand, surrounded by scattered shells and bits of seaweed. The tide had clearly dragged it in and left it behind like everything else on that stretch of beach—but unlike the...
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