The sea takes what it wants and leaves what it will. Carries things miles from where they started, wears down their edges, and spits them out somewhere new. Not everything makes it back. Not everything needs to.
For centuries, the scallop shell has been a symbol of the journey. The roads taken, the rough waters, and the miles that leave their mark.
Take the long way. Get a little lost. End up somewhere unexpected. Because sometimes getting washed ashore is just another way of finding where you're meant to be.