Once whispered by the sea's eternal breath, a legend unfolded: Among the shells and seafoam, there lived a colony of clockwork crabs. They scampered under the moonlight, their metallic claws sparkling like fleeting stars.
In shadows and sunlight, a tale woven—a craftsman's love etched into brass and gears. He who lived on the shore, beneath the constellations, sang lullabies to the sea, crafting these tiny marvels from remnants of shipwrecks and dreams.
The ocean held secrets, and they were guardians of the deep's forgotten realm. Night after night, their intricate dance sent ripples through the cosmos, a language of machinery and mysticism.
One evening, as the horizon kissed the night, a solitary crab paused. It listened to the sea's whisper, a hushed promise unbroken by time. The craftsman, now a part of the sea's tapestry, had woven a heartbeat into the crabs.
The memory of his hands lingered, guiding the crabs along their endless journey, forever beneath the lunar gleam. Their story continued, a testament to the eternal ebb and flow—a dance in the twilight haze.
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