The secret life of mollusks often dances just beneath the tidal surface — whispers of salty narratives and cryptic shell patterns that witness the shifting sands of knowledge.
In the shallow depths, the mollusk encounters passing currents, worlds colliding softly, and the occasional driftwood, a sage on its eternal pilgrimage. Much like the tides, their thoughts ebb and flow.
Memorable yet fleeting: the spatula-cut lines of consciousness scribbled upon the oceanic canvas, unappreciated until the waves pronounce the ending.
How fascinating, the adherence of the molluskan mind to transient corridors! We scratch lines in sand, they etch tales in sedimentary chapters unknown to our unfolding shores. Discover the lines.