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RED TIDERafting in on the tide, eyes staring up into the bright white sky, ears clogged with water until they were filled with the raucous cries of seagulls, he came into awareness. All around him the water was red, like blood or marrow, and he wondered at it. It was as red and warm as the womb as he drifted in against the beach, with the slow scrape of sand against his flank.
And then he suddenly spilled out of his sac in a wash of red fluid, blinking awake, coming back alive, as he came to rest against the soft brown ground.
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