TRY TO FIND
(The Written Description Might Help):
Finn and Jake from Adventure Time
5 Fox Fish
1 Fully Grown Yanyo
1 Sea Gargoyle
7 Sea Cows
The hulking, spiny ridge-back man in front of her was fast asleep, his head lying against his barrel chest. The eel lady in front of him kept looking around at me, as if she knew my secret. Eels were a slimy sort. I didn’t trust her from her flaring nostrils down to her twitchy tail. I tried to ignore her, looking out the window of the Fish Bus. The steady sweep of ocean current ran across the grass, the cowfish grazing lethargically in the warm waters, their aquatically suited tails waving in the current like the grass they so contentedly chewed.
Flickered in my vision, a sea gargoyle crouching in the sea grass, as secretive as a limpet when a shadow is cast over. Her empty eyes searched and I was glad I was not down there, travelling the road. Her long fingers were akin to hangman’s rope. And there, a gentle Mamba Lizard snuffled in the grass, its droopy, kindly eyes blinking slowly, its freckled snout blowing bubbles, its great scales reflecting the dancing sunlight from above, looking at something I could not see. The dancing sunlight, straight from the Surface. I changed windows and as I stared longer out the other window of the Bus; I saw a small, rocking cart making its way to the city; the City of Paprika. It was growing its own war weapons; three embryonic Yanyo. I could see their growth through their membranes, looking peaceful and ataraxic as they hung peacefully in the water.
Around the edge of the city lounged around ten War Beasts, great whales roped in place so that they would not float away. Seated at the back of the bus, I only closed my eyes a moment and suddenly a horrifyingly beautiful face appeared out my window. I barely flinched as she grinned; only stared. Her skin was a light green, her hair a deep brown, luxurious in colour and texture, waving in the currents of water that encircled this world. She quickly darted away to join her other friends, who danced around the bus like moons to a planet, singing some song that I understood but the meaning of it would not stay in my mind. Native to the Atlantic, they were cursed creatures like the Sea Gargoyle in the grass below, taking great joy in their beastly feeding habits. Humans were their favourite food.
As the Fish Bus continued along its course, I looked back to the cow fields. Fox Fish darted around mischievously, trying to taunt the cows, which would be very difficult as those creatures were as docile as dugongs. In the distance there was a large cavern mouth, and in it, resting, was a fully grown (though somewhat small) Yanyo. Characteristic tear marks ran down its face as bubbles streamed from its nostrils. On the rock around the cave were smoking limpets, releasing eggs as they always did in the heat of late spring. Directly above the Yanyo’s cave was the genetic facility, where all of Paprika’s genetic modification took place, though I could not give a further study of it because at that moment the Fish Bus went between two rocks on the way to the docks of Paprika. Something caught my eyes just as we went in between. A dragon tailed boy who’s eyes should have not been visible, but they glinted a fierce yellow all the same. She knew who he was. Sanzo. Following her. Once more.
Major Work, part 4/4
Part One (Sky Sailing to an Owl City): [link]
Part Two (Valley of the Long Faces): [link]
Part Three (Mushroom Ravine of Fae): [link]