When it is over, when the water on the shoreline is clear again, something new has arrived on the beach.
It rests there like some blue-green boulder, swirled and dotted with bone white and inky black. An egg, someone who knows sea dragons would know, but who has ever heard of a sea dragon?
A million waves, the legends say, a million touches of salt water to the shell before it will crack. A million more, and the monster will emerge to swallow the sea and then the sun.
may the bits of her bones find peace on the ocean floor, and the unborn child that was ripped from her never hatch.