10 June 2012
The scene rippled in front of me. A dark blue fog blanketed outside. Various coloured plants grew on the cliff to my side. Small creatures of all shapes and sizes swam past. Their scales sparkled and gleamed. The scene, beautiful. Then I look up. I see the shadow of a boat lure above me. The light peaked through the layer between air and water. I look to my tank. There is always a limited time and they always seem to be too short when you wish for them to be long or too long when you wish for them to be short.
I knocked, acedently, into the reef but it only mde it more spectacular as fish exploded out to the rocks. Beautiful combinations of colours come out.
No more air. It's time to go home.
Sea Beauty • Opuss № I