At some point in our childhoods we were all told that our little island home existed on the back of a giant sea creature, a kind of ancient turtle and quite possibly the last one alive. We'd scour the coastlines for signs of the turtle's limbs and check every seaside cave for its head.
We grew out of believing in its existence just in time to watch it die.
Just in time to fight for our lives as the scavengers began to swarm.
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