Have you ever held a seashell to your ear, only to become convinced that it is the direct phone line to Poseidon himself, bustling with the latest undersea gossip? "Mermaids Just Want to be Seen" says the headline in this month’s Atlantis Journal.
Imagine if these shells could transfer messages, like a cosmic voicemail. Perhaps they'd relay a missed call from a crab named Terrence, inviting you to a candlelit dinner atop a coral reef. Not quite Michelin star, but the ambiance is hard to beat.
As you drift off with your ear pressed tightly against the shell, you wonder if it's possible to get a subscription to this enigmatic broadcast. Shells by the seashore, truly the unsung heroes of marine communication.
Concerned about eco-vandalism? Don't worry; Terrence has already sorted out that kelp blockade. He insists it was less about practicalities and more about aesthetic choices that rival the works of Banksy.
The Chronicles of Terrence
Whispered Tales from the Abyss