Algy shook himself thoroughly, fluffed up his feathers, and went out onto the shore to survey the aftermath of the storm. The normally sloping beach had been completely levelled, and the sand felt unusually hard and compacted. The tide was low now, and from the sea to the dunes there were dark, jumbled mounds of uprooted seaweed strewn everywhere. Algy could hardly believe the transformation that had occurred during the night.

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