At Cyrene Reef, the sea stars in hordes bearing grey mail and scarlet armour gather on the seagrass to feed and frolick. On such rare morns, they rise with cringing arms from the water to greet early visitors who arrive to marvel and mourn these grazers on the green.
From this trap of the tide, there is no escape, for the time is short and each hour trod on this meadow of marine wonders spells a lifetime of moments captured and lost to memory.












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