And so I floated out to sea. But the sea was a sky! And the ocean I had dreamed of was filled with dry frigid air. I wondered,how I would survive? Could my scales surf clouds? Would my gills turn to wings?
Suddenly that great unknown, The deep darkness of the open sea... I had been so scared of.... And would have grown accustomed to... And accepted with all my heart... was a bright sunny landscape.
With clouds forming mountains that I hadn’t the slightest idea how to traverse. And the suns rays echoing to me for thousands of miles. From up here, I could see everything. For some reason, that clarity was the scariest thing of all.