Fish

She was running. Trees are laughing at her. nowhere to hide was there. mother? Are you the toy of gods? Reproduce another fool for the thirst of bloodshed, you female kinds. She heard a fish calling for her eyes. She answered the phone. Hello? Fishes are drowning, the captain cried. She was running yesterday aside. Red tears down her tighs. Growing fear in a dream of lies. Mother, save me this once. Hold me and betray your gods.