At the edge of the water, crowds gathered to watch the event. They had never seen the creatures that writhed in a ritualistic dance below the surface of the water. Their limbs were like tree bark, ever reaching for the skies. The onlookers were astonished at how prolific they were at their endeavors; each producing thousands of offspring that joined into the swirl of movement. As the sunset, the spectators could see them clearly in the darkening water continuing their task. Still no one knew what they were. One by one they broke the serene surface to devour the onlookers.

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