sealion

Once upon a time there lived a sea lion who had lost the sea.

He lived in a country known as the barren land. High on a plateau far from any coast, it was a place so dry and dusty that it could only be called a desert. A kind of coarse grass grew in patches here and there, and a few trees were scattered across the horizon. But mostly, it was dust. And sometime wind, which together make one very thirsty. Of course, it must seem strange to you that such a beautiful creature should wind up in a desert at all. He was, mind you, a sea lion. But things like this do happen.

How the sea lion came to the barren land, no one could remember. It all seemed so very long ago. So ling, in fact, it appeared as though it had always been there, not that he belonged in such an arid place. How could it be? He was, after all, a sea lion. But as you know, once you have lived so long in a certain spot, no matter how odd, you come to think of it as home..