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he threw himself into the sea with abandon, relishing in the feel of the waves lapping at his ankles, the sand blanketing his paws.
his foreleg still smarted, but the pain was easing. his gait was still uneven, but correcting itself with each step. mashallah, his luck was turning for the better. but there was still loss, hollow and hurting within him. loss that would never leave, no matter how beautiful the beach or cool the water.
loss was a scar upon his heart--fading, but forever.
but all he could do now was play in the surf, trying to find the child he once had been. before everything had been set ablaze. he wanted to find the innocence of childhood inside these waves, and when a gleaming, perfectly crafted shell caught his eye, half-buried in the sand. . .
he seized it gently between his teeth and carried it away, eventually setting it between his paws.
how beautiful, he thought. so small, so sublime.
his foreleg still smarted, but the pain was easing. his gait was still uneven, but correcting itself with each step. mashallah, his luck was turning for the better. but there was still loss, hollow and hurting within him. loss that would never leave, no matter how beautiful the beach or cool the water.
loss was a scar upon his heart--fading, but forever.
but all he could do now was play in the surf, trying to find the child he once had been. before everything had been set ablaze. he wanted to find the innocence of childhood inside these waves, and when a gleaming, perfectly crafted shell caught his eye, half-buried in the sand. . .
he seized it gently between his teeth and carried it away, eventually setting it between his paws.
how beautiful, he thought. so small, so sublime.
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