Chapter 32 Chapter Thirty-Two

The deep roar of the sea. The waves crash on the shores of thought. The silence rumbled deeply. From all this, a voice calls, not even a voice, a droning trill that seems to have words, the half-singing of thought. Greetings, tides of greetings, and then slipping back into the abyss, words burst out at the same time. Sentiment bursts on the shores of the earth. The joy of the tide appears in—where?A world is inexplicably discovered, inexplicably arrived, inexplicably moist, the singing of water. Now there is a murmur of murmurs, clamoring explanations about an inevitable catastrophe, a world to be destroyed, a wave of helplessness, a desperate struggle, a fall to death, and then another burst of words.

Then there is the surge of hope, the finding of shadow earth in folded time, the dimension of annihilation, the hauling of parallel spaces, the pulling of the depths, the vortex of willpower, throwing and splitting, carrying.A new Earth was dragged in as a replacement, and the dolphins left. Then there was a perfect sound, very clear. "This aquarium was sent to you by 'Saving Humanity Front'. We bid you farewell." Then there was the sound of the long, heavy, immaculate gray body chuckling and tumbling into unfathomable space.