𝔄𝔭𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔢

The whales began their chorus, a trill and mellifluous melody that no one else could make. The seagulls squalled and the schools of fish gathered in twists and turns no one else knew to do. The dolphins leaped with their curved, sleek bodies with a muscle that was only theirs. ::: This is an original short story crat...