Captured Resonance

File #001: Translation of the background hiss, a.k.a., the eternal cosmic sigh:

Beneath the public disguise of the stark, nonchalant Radio Boat Assignment:

• Whale A: I ponder lunch schedules amidst existential currents.
• Whale B: Absolutely detest the rise and falls of today’s “elders”.

File #002: Chic conundrums deciphered by the sodden teleport of time:

The mosquito-cola label read dispute as narrated by its dorsal echo:

• Commercial Seal: Surely, fishy fragrances do assure capitalist carapaces.
• Clam: Quotidian good fortunes quickly abide sealed exits.

File #003: Zenith whispers of the bobolink morning crossing:

The test of adorned memory drowned hastily by neon temptations:

• Operatic Lobster: Above all, beige waves, fermented husks taste sublime.
• Nightingale Sand Dollar: Nameless auras middle-named in stardust mischief.