Ocean's Breath Plateau samsara

quite suddenly, he saw her in a new light. "me too," he whispered, but didn't know whether she heard him as she rose to her paws, beginning to stride away. "that. . .would be nice," he admitted, wishing he could limp along after her. alas, he didn't even have the strength to lift his head, at this point. the struggle from the edge of the water to get to here had been all too much.

instead, he watched her, eyes half-shut. she was a dark form against a clear, gray sky, sharp and leggy. no wonder he had mistaken her for coelacanth, at first. they were a lot alike, if one stared from afar. up close, it was a much different story, and he was glad for it.

to have washed up on wheeling gull isle again. . .he would have thrown himself back in the sea to drown, and hari's will be damned.