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lesbian-toddhoward · 3 years

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Let me tell you a story, and if you remember it well you’ll carry it wherever you go. It begins with a old man who lived by the sea.

His house was made of wood and stone and outside he kept many waratahs in his garden. Sea lavender crept up against his windows and the sound of waves echoed all around them.

Don‘t worry, he was never alone. He had his cats and books and garden for company. In the Morning, he would walk the length of the beach till his house was filled with shells he’d collected. In the afternoon, he would read books till he’d have to go down to the village to get some more. In the evening, he would sit outside with his waratahs and watch the sky till he new the names of all the constellations.

Sometimes his friends would visit him. He had many friends from around the world and they would bring him gifts from their home or travels. Arabic poems scented with chai, necklaces carrying carved-jade fishhooks, once a giant pine cone they’d found in the woods.

Other times they would send him letters about their day. They’d tell him about strange bars and palaces, eucalyptus forests and thrift shops. The old man smiled and kept the letters in a box. They’d ask him to join them on their adventures, to leave his beach, but the old man always declined politely and went to sit in his garden with his cat.

One day, when the evening was warm and sweet with pollen, the old man died.

His friends rushed to his house when they heard the news and stayed their for a long time to mourn. Eventually his body was buried under his waratahs, his house was cleared, and his cat was adopted by a local family.

Years later, a woman called Sonah visited the old man’s empty home. She was an old friend of his and wanted to visit his grave in remembrance. When she got there she was disgusted to see that waratahs had grown over and little crabs had made a home there. She began to move towards them, to clear the grave, when she stopped. She took a step back and gasped.

You see, Sonah realised her friend, the one who always gave her bottles of elderflower cordial when she visited and ended his letters with a sketch of his cat, had never died. He had become the earth which became the waratahs and became the crabs. He had become the ocean and the wind. When the earth was destroyed he would become dust, rock and stars. He would spread out across the universe, never truly dying.

The sun shone down brightly as Sonah smiled at the waratahs. Wiping away tears, she sat down in the garden and looked out at the ocean. She stated that way till the stars began to brighten on the horizon.

Sonah thought about her place in the universe as she watched the sea. She noticed how the waves rose up, tall and blue. She could measure them, see them, even smell the salt...and the wave would crash on the shore and vanish. The wave had disappeared but the water was still there. The wave was just a different way for the ocean to be for a little while. And when it stopped being a wave it returned home, back to where it’s from and where it belongs.

The sun had just begun to set and the crickets began to sing. Really, we don’t know what happens to the wave when it returns back to the ocean. Will it ever become a wave again?

Sonah looked out across the darkening sky. When it was her time to stop being a wave, she’d be ready to find out.

im gonna be honest with you chief im not reading all of this

#Anonymous

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