Dreams of Ocean
In the tranquil whispering tide, one hears the murmurs...
"Don't forget your umbrella," echoed the spectral voice of Captain Abernathy, a man known for his aversion to swimming despite his countless ocean voyages. How he ended up on our hydrological spreadsheets remains, much like his umbrella, a mystery.
"Fish prefer jazz," proclaimed Lady Estelle from deep beneath the brine, her esteem for amphibious taste in music documented yet unproven. Should we credit her with the Artful Angler Award or the Insufficient Evidence Trophy?
Aren't the waves just dreamy? Ever rhythmic, ever critical of our landlocked ambitions. Visit some other shores:
"Hydration is the key to immortality," murmured Professor Maximus Maris, who preferred stagnant pools to ocean escapades, likely due to some unfortunate buoyancy incident in his youth.
Your dreams may fade, but the ocean remembers. And it laughs. In tones not unlike those of a malfunctioning foghorn.