We once thought that the sea was boundless blue.
Until the giant net fell and the sky turned into a glass dome.
They call me Toffee and my brother Tuanzi.
But the names my mother gave me were Athena and Poseidon - the gods of the deep blue country.
We learn to smile under the artificial starlight, and collect the broken light from the air vents in the "sea water" with the smell of disinfectant water.
The younger brother said that he should save enough "stars" and give them to his mother.
I did the same, but my mother didn't come.
When I finally sank to the bottom of an equally transparent pool,
Finally understood:
The sea of glass is beautiful, but it never surges.
It's not just the body that's trapped, it's also the song of going home that can no longer be sung.
Reading Tips
1. Multi-perspective "animal fairy tale", using the cognition of baby whales to write an epic of captivity
2. BE aesthetics/environmental fable/triple torture of name and freedom
3. "I have collected a thousand pieces of artificial starlight, but I can never see the real sea again."
Intention: Human beings are actually protecting themselves.