In the time before the world knew sunrise, the oceans were a single, unbroken darkness—a yawning chasm that stretched farther than the stars could count.
But my dad thought that they might carry contagious decease and fled. He told me to not come here again and to stay away from the dogs. But I didn't follow his words and one day when he was gone to bring groceries, I ran to the hill to see them again.