There’s a beautiful place in the dunes, where the sandy stretch ends and a narrow path leads you into the shadow of the pine trees. Right there in the middle of the forest way, I found a gigantic beetle. I put my nose to his, but he just laid there – completely still. Then he moved one leg in the air, as if he was swimming. He just dropped it down to the ground again, his knee bend at a weird angle. I realised then something was amiss. I picked him up and brought him home. I gave him some water under the leaves of the marigold and let him rest. When I returned that evening, he was gone…