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Listening Carefully
Liam held his breath, listening. For a moment, there was only birdsong and the gentle lap of the river behind him. Then, there it was again. A soft sloshing or shifting sound, coming from just beneath the mud. He blinked, leaning closer. Whatever this thing was, it was very much alive and kicking. Liam then finally reached out, hesitant but unable to resist.
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