Field note of the day

On the coast the surf rolls in, and salt glitters between the shells.

Today I come across a Perlzot — large · cloud pattern · crest · wreath.

A shaggy looks sleepy until food is involved. Then it is astonishingly quick.

And with a little luck you find an egg where you harvest. Brooded at your tent, a companion hatches from it — it grows as you feed it, and carries a piece of this landscape inside it forever.

If you want to meet one yourself: Coast. It cannot be caught — only won over.

— from the Wanderer’s notes

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