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Fable of the lost one (i)

There was a sad penguin who just wanted love.
He walked down the ice as it's webbed feet got deeper.
He ran away from his community to the deep ocean.
He swam, moved its small flipper through the dense molecules.
He had never travelled, but tried to get as far as possible.
To find a new home, where he could find love.
Through the cold waters he met with swarm of fish.
"Oh my fellows of the frozen land, can I reside beside you"
"You do not have the ability to live in underwater," The fish declined.
"Maybe you can find some bears up north go and ask them"
He travelled through the chilly breeze.
Surely this time.
After the long journey he found a group of polar bears.
"Oh my fellows of the frozen land, can I reside with you," He proclaimed.
The huge white furry bears looked down at him.
They laughed and laughed until they cried.
The poor bird asked them again.
The reply being the same as before.
"You are small and can not keep up with us, we intend to hunt larger preys, you can not hunt with us"
The penguin looks at the group disappointed.
He wanted to be a part of something.
Even though he couldn't hunt, but why not let him be with them.
The bears then gave another addition to the journey of the small one.
"But, I can tell you one thing, go near the hill of frost, there would be some creatures similar to you, maybe they could take you in"
The tiny penguin now excited to find his new home.
He takes off, dancing on the icy surface.
Singing songs of finding something he wanted.
He travels again through the stormy night, the night which covered his home as he finds refuge which he prayed to seek.