Sea

The old men said there was no life outside the sea. They shook their whiskers and fins, saying that you are still a young, silly fish. You don't need it. Up there are ships and storms, wind, sun. There's dry air up there, so much that you can't breathe. Stupid fish. But she wanted to. To the air, to the sun and to the wind. She wanted it all. So she got up, so she went.