Two fish hung in the sun-shafted depths of a small pool, looking up.
“I wonder when the human will return,” said the koi.
“I wish I was a human,” murmured the angelfish. “They’re blessed with an endless supply of fish pellets.”
“I don’t,” said the koi vehemently. “Their world is dreadfully ripply and shaky.”
two people can look at the same thing and see it differently. isnt it what you meant?