[Sun, sea and sand. None is loathed more than the other, and he often avoids all three because his work keeps him busy. But sometimes one has to stop working and pay attention to life. He observes the beach without words, acting like he owns every inch of sand while looking down on those strange beasts scuttling in the surf.]
Ah, plenty of friends, I see.
[But while certain things remain the same, others have begun to change. His reflection in the ocean - or any nearby pool of water - is certainly not quite the same. More like the man he was during that alternate reality earlier in the year.]
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Ah, plenty of friends, I see.
[But while certain things remain the same, others have begun to change. His reflection in the ocean - or any nearby pool of water - is certainly not quite the same. More like the man he was during that alternate reality earlier in the year.]