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[rightfulruler]

Ozma tapped the side of the shell, listening to her finger tip echo into it's heart.

It has been sitting on her throne this morning. No one had seen who had brought it, no one knew where it came from.

When she held it up, she could hear the ocean, perfectly clear. Even, if she listened carefully, seagulls crying out over the surf.

It had to be a message from Queen Aquarine. She just didn't know what the message could be. Turning it again in her hands, she shook it, wondering if the message was tucked to deeply in the curls of the shell to escape on it's own.

This might require an adventure.

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[silverslippers]

"That's a queer sort of thing to find on one's throne," Dorothy observed, head cocked to the side as she watched Ozma examine the shell. "I wonder how it got there. Do you think someone brought it?"

(Ozma, she could tell from her expression, already had an idea about the origins of the mysterious seashell.)