Gilded Bay Ganjang-gejang

Sideways. There's a vision of crabs she found from the island—lots of legs, as the woman confirmed. Manea drew closer at the invitation, staring into the indentation the wolf carved into the sand.

At the instruction, she started to dig. Sending sand flying until—

Oh, she burst out, realizing she'd been asked a question. I'm Manea. And you?

She continued to burrow into the sand, looking for the many-legged creatures. She could smell the salty meat. It was close.