A Twist To A Tale

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As she sat down so gracefully on the wet rock with her head poking out now and then to gaze upon the heroic sailor that was loading his ship, her mind drifts off to when she first laid her eyes onto him. It was a normal evening at dawn, and she was swimming around with her sisters, looking for victims and getting ready to hunt. She runs her tongue across her teeth to feel just how sharp they were. And in a split of a second, she swishes her tail to reach her head out of the fresh ocean. She slowly peeped her head out to look for yet, another victim. She turned her head from right to left to indicate her sisters that the massive ship that sat in front of them is indeed approachable and they might find some vulnerable sailors up there that fit to be eaten.