#whaleproblems

kathy and webster floated to the surface together, as they did once every few days, to suck useless atmospheric oxygen into their useless whale lungs, enjoying the feeling of cool air flooding their blowholes, smelling the strange land-based life across the sea.  they didn't typically stay surfaced long--kathy preferred the depths, and webster preferred a vantage point below kathy.  this day was like no other in that respect, and kathy and webster, independently yet simultaneously, once again dove below the waves to resume their favored activities.  kathy, as usual, kept her focus on the surface, awaiting sunrise, which regularly preceded sunset by several hours, kathy's favorite time of day.  the night sky held no particular fascination in kathy, but something was different today.  while kathy found moonlight unsatisfactory, in terms of its adequacy for setting the skin of her whale brethren aglow in a pleasing way, there was something marvelously pretty in the sky.  long, white, bright, and burning brighter by the second.  for the first time in her life, kathy marveled at something beyond the waves, indeed, from beyond her own galaxy, as this was a comet that had traveled many miles and was now crossing her planet's path in the most breathtakingly beautiful way.

FUCK ME THIS IS RIDICULOUS!!!