The Sentinels a' caoineadh

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"i-i'll s-show you," lestan muttered, leading the man bonnie out into the nearest sweep of beach. with no preamble the mayfair began to dig in the sand, unlodging several clams and displacing a group of crabs.
he piled the first and pounced among the latter, yelping a bit at their pinches but managing to crack two open despite their retaliatory fighting.
as lestan squabbled in the sand, he rather lost track of bonnie, or of the ocean, or of any surroundings, really.