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chrryblssmninja
He had never seen the ocean before. Rippling, shifting and infinite.
He had seen cars before, and had learned that humans were a race of skinny tricksters to tolerate but never touch.
This ocean, though.
The ocean was a revelatory image for a mind without words.
Yet, if the bear knew words, as well as the abstract concepts in their bones, there is one name he would give the ocean:
Freedom.
Freedom from trees.
- - -
XD and now I shall sleep
ohmygosh should I continue this with the bear sailing the ocean yes yes
and then he finds kelp forests
and this shatters his worldview again
why am I thinking about Mako Tsnami from Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged now
SLEEP
oh wait I have a title: MACRO STORIES
NOW SLEEP
