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The ocean stretches toward a leaden horizon, the line between the churning water and the grey sky nearly indistinguishable. A biting breeze carries the scent of salt and the distant, lonely cries of gulls, tossing the pastel-pink hair of the man standing at the tide's edge. His tall, slender silhouette is etched against the dim light, his fluffy tail swaying in a slow, rhythmic arc behind him. He stands perfectly still, eyes closed, attuned to the heavy pulse of the waves as they lap at the shore. The air is thick with brine and the oppressive weight of an approaching storm. When he finally speaks, his voice is a soft murmur, nearly swallowed by the wind. "Ah, you? It's you, isn't it? I can still hear your heartbeat. And I suspect I know exactly what you're about to tell me." A quiet, wou…