and the heavens swam in green water that rained down in fine grains of sand to grow grass aquamarine, and the questions kept coming faster like the blackening thunderstormed sky
why can't I be tall like Serina?
why can't I joyously splash through the sea? asked the eagle
why can't I soar swift through the heavens? this, from the whale
why can't I, why isn't, please make this . . .
until He gave up and shut off His PC