always think positive

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

He took a moment to close his eyes and concentrate on listening to them- through the glass and water always made it a little more difficult. “Mm… mostly just people watching it sounds like. They’re talking about me too, my horn. Since it’s different.”

“It’s just how it is here. For all intents and purposes, I, uh, should’ve been culled a long time ago. I’m lucky to have survived to adulthood after my accident.”

i cant breathe

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

He took a moment to close his eyes and concentrate on listening to them- through the glass and water always made it a little more difficult. “Mm… mostly just people watching it sounds like. They’re talking about me too, my horn. Since it’s different.”

“It’s just how it is here. For all intents and purposes, I, uh, should’ve been culled a long time ago. I’m lucky to have survived to adulthood after my accident.”

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

He took a moment to close his eyes and concentrate on listening to them- through the glass and water always made it a little more difficult. “Mm… mostly just people watching it sounds like. They’re talking about me too, my horn. Since it’s different.”

You're not lazy or being dramatic; you're overloaded.

Leafy Sea Dragon (Phycodurus Eques)

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

He took a moment to close his eyes and concentrate on listening to them- through the glass and water always made it a little more difficult. “Mm… mostly just people watching it sounds like. They’re talking about me too, my horn. Since it’s different.”

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

He took a moment to close his eyes and concentrate on listening to them- through the glass and water always made it a little more difficult. “Mm… mostly just people watching it sounds like. They’re talking about me too, my horn. Since it’s different.”

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

“My favorite is our lemon shark, George. He likes to follow me around the tank when I’m working by him. Most of the animals here were born in captivity, but there are a few that were found injured and couldn’t be released.” He pointed out George as they passed. “Some of them do remember us, but some don’t care as long as their meals are on time.”

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

“My favorite is our lemon shark, George. He likes to follow me around the tank when I’m working by him. Most of the animals here were born in captivity, but there are a few that were found injured and couldn’t be released.” He pointed out George as they passed. “Some of them do remember us, but some don’t care as long as their meals are on time.”

Song of the Sea (2014) dir. Tomm Moore

A young seadweller walks awkwardly from tank to tank, taking in the fish and waiting for someone. They shiver, the thick purple thigh high socks that should’ve kept them warm pooling around their ankles. They keep looking over their shoulder. They can feel confused looks on them, making their mutant fins flick nervously under the headscarf they tied to keep them hidden. They’re not supposed to be here. Their skin is so light and so soft compared to those around them, their adult molt being many sweeps in the future. CARCNI PEXIES closes their eyes and hopes Tavros shows up soon.

“My favorite is our lemon shark, George. He likes to follow me around the tank when I’m working by him. Most of the animals here were born in captivity, but there are a few that were found injured and couldn’t be released.” He pointed out George as they passed. “Some of them do remember us, but some don’t care as long as their meals are on time.”