~The Lost is Found — Prologue~

The little fish swam deeper and deeper into the ocean. He saw a bright flash of light, and curiously came closer. He swam for a few moments, and then stopped, confused as to where the light had come from. A light flashed, and he jumped. Drawn by a gnawing curiosity, he swam closer and closer until he suddenly hit the sand at the bottom of the ocean.

He poked at the sand, nudging it this way and that, until he came upon a small, perfectly round object. The object gave off a blinding light for a brief moment, as if in greeting, then dimmed to a glow. The fish jumped back, startled, and looked at it. It was beautiful to the little fish. He suddenly had a strong desire to possess it.

Looking around, he again moved closer to the object. He slowly opened his mouth, as if for no reason. Then he quickly snatched the object up in his mouth and swam away.

As he swam, he felt proud of himself for finding such a pretty object. He swerved from side to side in glee. He suddenly found himself on the sand. He tried to swim back to the water, but a sudden wave pushed him further up. He lay on the white beach, struggling, mouth opening and closing. He dropped the little round object without noticing, and flopped to his other side. Hands closed around him, and he flew through the air back into the ocean. He swam away, shaken, and mourning the loss of his pretty little ball.

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