The Sea Does Not Like To Be

When He Woke, Daylight Was Coming Through The Glass Floor, And A Boy's Voice Said, "oh...you Are In So Much Trouble.

Don't Die On Me," She Ordered. "you Are Not Dying On Me." "yes, Ma'am." He Felt Light-headed, But She Was About The Most Beautiful Thing He'd Ever Seen. Her Hair Was Smoldering. Her Face Was Smudged With Soot. She Had A Cut On Her Arm, Her Dress Was Torn, And She Was Missing A Boot. Beautiful.

I'm Not Good With Children," The God Confessed. "or People. Well, Any Organic Life Forms, Really.

It Blew My Mind That This Stuff Had Survived For Two Thousand, Three Thousand Years.

Blowfish, Did You Say?" "ah, No. Blofis, Actually." "oh, I See," Poseidon Said. "a Shame. I Quite Like Blowfish.