Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

dwin's question posed an interesting theory. val thought of the many doglike creatures he had witnessed by or in the water. otters and seals came top on his list. he remembered being mesmerized once, having found a leopard seal's skull crudely sitting atop a series of rocks. the tide had likely dragged it up there, but what caught val's eye was how much it resembled the skulls of his own kind. the teeth were larger, of course, and the snout strangely stunted -- but the eye socket and dentition remained visually similar. upon witnessing its grotesque smile he'd gotten the unsettling vision of being dragged underwater, bubbles mixing with dark blood. maybe it is the other way around. maybe we are the result of them coming up on land, and things have gone just horribly wrong enough that we cannot go back.

finley flew? val was incredulous, but gave dwin only enough visible doubt that it couldn't be misconstrued as accusing her of lying. i guess she is lucky to have only broken a foot. he trailed after the bounding dwin, who this time managed to pin the crab against the sand.

it's like a squishy bug, dwin. val intoned bemusedly. not a rock. their carapace is not very strong compared to our teeth. i don't think you can drown it. you could try swallowing it whole if you'd like, but they are spiky while alive. whatever you do, if you pick it up by only one claw, beware of its other. they are meaner than you think.