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Episode 12 - Part 21

These waters were refreshing in a way that he had never known.

They were not Earth's oceans; that alone made them unique to him. The feel of the water, its taste over his entire body, was novel.

He could not remember the last time he had felt this way.

Like the world was fresh, like there was still some value in seeing what lay over the horizon.

In the past he'd felt he had all the time in the world - but then he had not known just how true it was.

Now, the time was limited. And there was so much new to taste.

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The fish-like creatures here had no innate fear of him; they jumped at shadows, but when he wished it he cast none.

They tasted different than the fish he had known. A certain piquance that required him to alter parts of himself to properly appreciate.

He had observed something very large swimming out in the deeper waters. Soon he would go and eat it as well.

If only this world would not end. He could spend a million years here, savoring all it had to offer.

Already the sun had risen on this world thirty times since he had arrived. It was a strange sensation to even have to keep track of such a thing as time.

The moon above was scarcely visible from this place in the water. It never moved, a strange hovering sight. He could feel its presence, its pull. It was small, but it was there.

It would not be long until it fell. How interesting that would be to see. It might even be enough to kill him.

So far, nothing else had proven capable. It might be interesting to stay, and see if he could survive.

Something tugged at his will as he even thought of the idea. The old compulsion to stay alive, no matter the cost . . .

He would go further into the water. Away from the moon. Perhaps, for a time, he could forget about it.

He had been told that the other side of this world had no real land, just more ocean.

For a Shoggoth, paradise.

What would he find there?