"So...thinking about the basilosaurs?" She seats herself in the warm sand, her eyes lit a bright green from the setting sun "This can't mean well for the tribe...they come every year..." She sighs heavily, resting her chin on her knees feeling confused and listless "What do you think? Maybe...they're just late this year...? I hope.." She doesn't sound very confident or convincing
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10/02/2025