"Bernie is dead."
"There was a lot of blood." The octopus thought. "where should I go from here? I don't want to swim in that mess. I am alone now. I can't go back to the sea. I can only go forward. For Bernie I will find out more of the world that it has allowed." His tentacles stung and his heart shook with overwhelming loss.
"Are you alright?" The two fishermen stood over him shaking him back into reality.
"I will be fine, I think. Just if you could please take me to the land." The seven legged octopus said looking towards a new place with unfamiliar inhabitants, new experiences and new possibilities.
"Bernie is dead." "There was a lot of blood." The octopus thought. "where should I go from here? I don't want to swim in that mess. I am alone now. I can't go back to the sea. I can only go forward. For Bernie I will find out more of the world that it has allowed." His tentacles stung and his heart shook with overwhelming loss.
"Are you alright?" The two fishermen stood over him shaking him back into reality.
"I will be fine, I think. Just if you could please take me to the land." The seven legged octopus said looking towards a new place with unfamiliar inhabitants, new experiences and new possibilities.