Stavanger Bay If it wiggles and it jiggles and it says boo

Levi followed Charon, but without much of his usual playfulness. He was sad, depressed even, and his blue eyes that were just starting to turn held a lifetime of sorrow within their depths. Levi had no mother, had no father, and his twin was missing. He didn't know how to function without those three wolves in his life, and now that he was alone, he didn't know what to do. Charon was his only comfort. The older boy kept him warm and even played with him from time to time, when Levi felt up to playing.

Today, even as the others around him dressed themselves in shells and seaweed and mud, Levi simply sat on the sidelines and watched, the silence surrounding him like a bubble. He hadn't spoken in days now, and only nodded or shook his head when others asked him questions. He still ate and drank, still used the bathroom like he was supposed to, but his heart wasn't in it. Levi simply went through the motions of being alive without feeling like it.