Once upon a time, there was...well, this person. guy or girl, doesn't matter. A person. And this person met another person. Or maybe it was a sheep dog. I"m not sure. But the person met someone else, and they formed a bond such that they never needed to speak. If this new thing wasn't a person, they'd have trouble understanding each other anyways. No, they formed a bond such that one always knew what the other was thinking. So one day, the person found a flower. It wasn't a regular flower. It was a magical flower from forces from the great beyond. This person was so distraught by the flower's beauty that he decided he would protect it from his new friend by never thinking of it again. Yes, he loved this flower so much that he forgot about her. Or maybe this person was a she, so it woud be that she wanted to protect it from her friend....eh, you get the picture. So this person walked away and forgot that the flower existed. One evening while this person had slipped into a deep slumber, the new friend had detected that this person was dreaming of a miraculous flower from the great beyond. Since the details of the dream were too precise to have dreamt up entirely, the friend decided to go on a journey for such a miraculous flower. And indeed the friend found this new flower. And then the friend got hungry, ate it, and was granted teh ability to fly. And fly and fly he did. Or she. He...or she...flew and flew until it was impossible to fly anymore. And the friends never saw each other again.
The moral...
Salmon do not make good parting gifts.
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