Witness
These rocks are our pedestal. We are no longer fish, no longer maritime. But these rocks have seen the change in us. They are the silent slowly degrading witnesses. In a world of rampant evolution, they are monolithic. When we were here, and when we were not, and when once again we have left, they will endure. 
They are a violent stoic ecosystem, a place of daily pulverising life and death. They are the nurseries of new life, as beaches are the graveyards of countless millennia. In a human lifetime, everything comes to pass. But these rocks will not.
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