Variant 10: The Projection of Self
Samuel lived in a beach house in Maine, a place where the grey Atlantic chewed away at the shoreline. He was a man of profound, quiet loneliness, the kind of man who felt more comfortable with the tide than with people. One afternoon, after a violent storm, he found a lump of strange, iridescent clay washed up on the sand. Out of a sudden, inexplicable impulse, Samuel sculpted the clay into the...
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