BEAUTIFUL BLIND

how to find something that can't be found. then I realized the feel of a mournful body, silent and motionless saying I had found it.

"Yes I have found it!" said the surface skin shouted.

"I say again, you have found it!" said the skin of the scales shouted back.

"where?"

"where?"

like the whispering wind: "You've found it since you finished asking that question"

The End.