Never mind the
end of real existential angst, flowing into actual "human" creativity. Only damp squib dumbed dowm, below the surface ension sparkling with landloping tragedy...
the clue being they dont have the word ' sealoping'
tales, fables; hedgehog vs foxy warring.. ( all humanity has ever been since the first ape stood up and used his tools to make a Barb..)
99% of the good ones, based on dry land
Abd the fucker runs away, just when last swing by Nonny hunting.. one last time