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Everything goes in slow-mo when you’re that small. I see dots and dashes bubbling in the water. Something’s coming towards me. Too fast. It’s a Fixer all right. I flutter my fins, birdlike, to give the impression of distress. Easy prey makes for small mistakes.

And I’m here for them.

I scan my competition with a roll of my eyes. Unfamiliar scents overwhelm my nostrils, which I should investigate. Maybe there are more here like me. Or worse, Fixers.

The wisdom settles into constructive parts of my brain, which I seal.

It’s time for pyrotechnics, and I won’t hold back.

Jul 24, 2024
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