The little fellow walked the beach, searching for something remarkable – an opaque pebble, a crab coming out of it’s shell, a sand dollar unbroken… But he found only the grey waves and the wind. Scanning the empty beach, he sat down and built a sand hut for his toe. His toe lived in it, warm, sheltered, housed!

That day, he reached the beach. And the beach reached his feet.

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