Ankyra Sound a sea serpent screams

Cameo!

Strangers on her beach —

and now, a skeleton, arranged like some sick joke. Yet the silent scream seemed almost real to her, almost like some guttural uttering in an ancient tongue long lost. Marina arrived too late to see the wolves who had come and gone, but she stood staring at that skull for what felt like forever.

When she departed, the skull was gone from its place. Only the indentations in the sand told that it had ever been there.