The Malamander

Yesterday evening, the most supernatural thing happened. I was walking with my friend, Ewa. The waves were dancing and the seagulls  landed on the pebbles. It was utterly cold, I had to put a scarf on and stuff my hands in my coat pockets.

The sun was setting, and the seagulls began to fly away, the mist got thicker, and I could hear light footsteps, far away from me.

Just at that moment, I saw a colossal silhouette, climbing onto the sand. I could smell the scent of rotten seaweed. I thought, What is this figure? Who is it? Suddenly, I felt Ewa grab my hand and drag me away.


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