I peer towards the top waters. The light barely reaches in these ocean depths. But I see everything. I see all too clearly. The blow fish, the coral reefs, angler fish, the shells of the old hermit crabs, sand dollars, urchins and sea weed. With only the lantern fish illuminating its surroundings every now and then. Other than that, here, it's pitch dark to normal eyes.
I stretch out my arms to flip back to face my friends, my fellow people. Most of them love to build. Our technology is quite advanced, I'd say. But I'm more of a traveler. I go far and wide...wherever the currents lead me. During my travels, I've heard of strange creatures called...humans. What an odd concept...humans! The good old turtle with all his mossy shell...like soft fur of some sorts....talks about the life he had experienced while on the top waters. The humans he says have civilizations like ours, big and mighty.
But what is as mighty as the oceans? Nothing.
I'm pushing my fins to and fro as I swim around a great cliff I found as a child. Who'd want to live a life not in the gentle embrace of the beautiful waters? Who'd want to be limited to such an extent by gravity?
I don't bother to hear another one of those stories when I see the old turtle talking about the humans to some younger folk.
Life above the top waters is largely unknown. And no one knows how long the journey would take....maybe a lifetime. Though, I love my life here with my people, my fish folk and the beautiful life I've been leading so far.
I swim fast, as fast as my fins can handle and stop at the furthest point outside my village. I look in the direction of the top waters and wonder, is there someone out there wondering what life's like on my side?
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