He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom. — Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom. — Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom. — Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom. — Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom. — Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
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He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom.

— Doppo Kunikida, Five Stories
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