At first, nothing feels wrong.
The sea is calm.
Too calm.
Then the fish move.
Not away from you.
Away from something else.
They don’t flee.
They panic.
The water behind them thickens.
Not darker.
Heavier.
A shadow approaches the shore.
It doesn’t rise.
The sea lowers itself
to make room.
Waves form without wind.
They strike closer together.
The air changes.
Metallic.
Oily.
You taste it before you understand it.
Water crashes over you.
Into your mouth.
Into your lungs.
You don’t see the shape at first.
Only its effect.
Then it fills the horizon.
Darkness.
You thought this was a monster.
Ancient people knew better.
Dagon was never a thing that hunted.
He was the rule of the coast.
What the sea gives.
What it keeps.
People didn’t pray to him.
They adjusted.
They gave what was required
so life could continue.
Not for everyone.
This was Dagon.
Not a beast.
A force.
Not a foe.
This time, it isn’t a game.
❓ If the sea always gave back…
how much would you offer before you stopped asking who pays?
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