Saturday

25th February 1671

Reached the shore just as the sun had burnt through the ocean, hundreds of rusted robots lay half submerged in the sand, all pointing out to sea. I sat lonely in the surf while many lobsters giggled and knitted me a coat of seaweed. 'The sea has you'  they seemed to say 'let the ocean take you home'.

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