Hope

dear ageless,

pull yourself together ageless! i amm sure you must have mmoulted many times before, if you lose your claws too bad won't you grow some mmmore?

no i would not like to be with you inside a hole of sand you would not like it nor would i and i will tell you why it is no good to be trapped and forced to dig away the sand that falls into your hole the hummans do not like it. i don't have that problemm nothing gets in here but books

they put the sand in kerosene tins and every night mmen from the village draw it up on ropes, so yes there are people there who do not have to dig out sand only ten houses and the people there are slaves, yes the man escapes he is caught and brought back then he builds a trap and calls it hope. he wants to catch a crow and tie a mmmessage to its leg.

does he catch a crow no, does he ever get away no, one day the womann is taken off to hospital they leave the rope ladder behind, the man climbs up and looks around he sees his trap is broken so he goes back down to mmend it he thinks he has plenty of time, that is the end

oh sorry ageless i forgot the cobbles never mmmind it is not too late no

then not caring he let the sand run down his throat along with the water. it was as if he were drinking cobbles

that is from chapter 18 ageless,

but i have changed one of the words

that is all ageless, now i will wait for however mmany weeks you need to stop being a rubber toy, don't worry i amm used to waiting that is what we fossils do i have a new book to read it is by w sommmmerset mmmmaughamm

all the best your friend not girlfriend

kobo clamm

Moulting

dear kobo i am sorry,,,,

i am sorry dear kobo i did not mean to be offensive we lobsters are like that,,, offensive,,, but i did not mean to be,,,,,

thank you for,,, clik clik,,, writing to me about the sand,,,,, does the man escape up the rope ladder and what happens to the sand they shovel up,,,,,where does it go?,,,,,do tell me more about the man and the woman i think of you and me being trapped together in a hole,,,i would not mind being trapped in a hole of sand with you kobo,,,,,,

but you might not like that,,,sorry,,,,,

and now clik clik i must tell you about the moulting it will not please you,,,,,kobo,,,oh,,, i will very soon be moulting,,,,,it is nearly clik clik time,,,,,

my flesh will shrink to a quarter of its size,,,oh oh,,, my shell will clik clik crack i will drag myself out,,,, if i am unlucky my claw muscles will get stuck,,,,,,and i will have to let them go,,,,,you see what this means kobo i will not be able to write to you for quite a while,,,,,,,

i'll soak up seawater to gain weight,,,,, i'll eat my shell,,,,it gives me calcium,,,,i'll be soft,,,soft,,,like a rubber toy,,,,,

well now i have told you kobo,,, i have started shrinking kobo,,,,,

tell me what happens next,,,,,,put cobbles in it,,,sorry,,,please,,,,,,

your ageless x