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Aquatic Rapture
Floundering the frozen shoal an endangered diez, a sturgeon realizes his family few and sets upon a journey new. The sturgeon swims afar the shallow edge of the frozen pond. The sturgeon swims til his eyes, assault an image swimming by. The first silhouette, reunited with it's breath; a catfish the color of ocean sand. The catfish asks:"Have you seen my family?" The sturgeon asks the same; the both of them go on their way. They swim into the deepest ice, looking for a single clue, to find the whereabouts; of their family few. They swim until their eyes, assault an image swimming by. An image wretch in shadow, moving at a desperate pace. A flat and nimble stingray whose tears have stained his face. The stingray asks:"Have you seen my family?" The sturgeon asks the same, the catfish asks the same, the three of them go on their way. They swim into the deepest ice, looking for a single clue, to find the whereabouts; of their family few. They swim into a shallow patch, where sunlight gleams the mist; the three acquaintances see a shape sweep swiftly through their midst. Suddenly they cannot move, restrained in means so cramped, their breath begotten rather short, their gills in pain a gasped. They ventured far to find their kin, they ventured far to find the truth, they lay amongst their loved ones blue; their eyes fogged over in the barren river, devoid of life; they are extinct, they have no tomb; ...only rapture.
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