rich1.0EverythingSings (npub1cd…uer54)https://nostr.ae/npub1cdm4j9t78z5y80v2wvaywrdmrd9yg2etsw4rh5zh2scuwm22cjssquer54njumphttps://nostr.aescuttling gait. It takes him a moment to process what he's seeing. A dog. Or something like a dog. Its body is covered in a hard shell, segmented like armor, and beneath that shell is fur so soft it seems to shimmer. The colors shift as it moves—brown to green to a flicker of purple—matching the undergrowth, the shadows, the dappled light. It looks up at him with dark eyes. Its tail wags. Something breaks in his chest. He knows dogs. He