Milkyway Fish Flakes

Bewildered, with inept prescience, I squinted toward the source of the high-frequency clicking that had flagellated both the serenity of that patch of coral reef and My eardrums. Out of the midnight blue rippled-satin obscurity, she emerged, straddling bareback a lactose dolphin through the milkyways and currents of those underseas.

Through and through she traversed through the blue topaz wildwoods that adorned the subaqueous basin frontier.

A Cuban-Filipino China doll with a porcelain disposition that hunted pedestrian fish flakes strolling vegan boulevards.

They galloped past Me, and with a bolt, propelled into the thickets of My reverie.