Long ago there was a clam girl and a boy.The clam was this big rocky thing and no one really looked at it besides people who made clam neclases and wore the clam as the centre piece.
The other were just tossing her away.
But that doesn t mind the clam girl.
She wouldn t change how she was for anything in the world.
And the pearl boy was adored by all.Everybody loved him,everyboody was searching for him.His beauty and reflecting surface took away all the stares ..Yet he would just be another pearl in a necklace of pearls.
But that doesn t mind the pearl boy.
He wouldn t change how he was for anything in the world.
..And besides how different they were amazing for eachother.
..And sure,the pearl was eating the clams musscle away.The pearl was making the clam rot
But the clam was happy because it was shinning.
And sure,the pearls shine was covvered a bit by the clams walls
But the pearl was happy because someone looked at it all day and someone was taking care of it,profecting it from everything,taking all the damage.
And they were happy.They did everything toghether.
They often danced,other timed they sang,most of the times the pearl boy and the clam girl were just admiring the others beauty.
Other times the two liked to play with the sed string of theirs,making shapes or people,or refkections of them.
..That s why when the tragedy struck and the boy pearl was taken away the clam girl was miserable.
And it wasn t only the psihical damage,the big heavy hand ripped the clam oppened,took the pearl out carefully and trew the rotting clam away.
..And sure,the boy was probably sad.Sure he wasn t ripped apart,but he was taken away from the ocean.From his home.
It was a blur after that for the clam.
For the most part,anyway.
She soon met other clams,some with pearls,some without.
They were wlnderfull and they were so nice !..
..but they ll never be the pearl boy.
And they never really bonded trougly.
They were just nice people.
Not friends, not family.
The only real family the clam had now was the sea headghog.
They never liked the pearl and they were glad the pearled left because tjeir friend was damaged and rotten enough.
..And while the clam agreed
Somethimg was missing.
And day by day, night by might,the clam started looking and feeling better.
It started being shinny yet still rocky.Majestic yet asymetric.
Beautiful clam.
...often looking in wonders at the ripped red string that was on her finger.
She didn t want to tie ut to another pearl.
She didn t want another heavy hand to rip her appart and steal their friend..
..So she tird it to the finger on the other hand.
And waited.
And waited.
The sea headgog is talking again
Still waiting.
The other clams are nice
Still waiting.
The water offered to blow her away on new adventures
Still waiting.
,,-...In what type of pearl necklace is the pearl boy in?" Asked some coral
,,-In a beautiful one.I saw him a few days ago" Some seahorse responded.
,,-No,it s surely ugly!" Said the sea headgog"
,,-It s shinny since it s full of pearls.No shinny thing is ugly" responded the sea horse
,,-..To shinny is never beautiful"
,,-For your taste!"
And they continued arguing if the necklage the pearl boy was in was beautiful.
...They never noticed the hanged corpse of a clam girl dangling,held just by a red string.
It s feet were frozen and hands were bruised yet no tears in her eyes.
..It was a necklace.
A clam necklace.
And it was beautiful to look at.
Beautiful to stare.
Beautiful to be observed
