Without knowing why, without ever knowing why, he nuged it gently with his foot until it was close to the crack between the slabs.
Balancing on the rocking shell he removed the stopper from the small bottle and tipped its contents into the sea. Then carefully, to avoid the shell's stings, he stuck his head into the water to hear, far off and faint, the words Thank you in sea-noise.
The Mad Collector wrote:When have I ever been otherwise MC
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