They can see us, but do they know?

[Noir Aston]

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--- ........ His hat was surfing away on the gentle current, cheerfully rotating about away from its master. Noir’s eyes managed to let go of the hat to take in the male’s appearance without it, and a squeal of laughter escaped her at the sight of her adult uncle, splashing around with his hair sticking out in every direction. He yelled out both Noir and hat, and so the remaining pieces of his sentence were unnecessary. The girl waded slightly deeper, still oblivious of this fact that she was moving around in water that was quickly reaching her shoulders. The hat seemed to want to leap out of her reach (she could not swim at all, so she could not wade much longer out), but it changed its mind and came towards her, like a happy leaf. She grabbed the item with her jaws when it came close enough and wagged her tail clumsily. It was odd how slow she became. Water was not the same as air, and it was as if all of her movement was thick and in slow motion. She had Uncle Ho’s hat though! ........ His words made her ears perk happily and she almost lost hold of his hat when she replied. ”shhishh oohr Nooeer!” Could they cook it and eat it now? How big was it? She too wanted to catch a fish! She slowly moved closer to the man, hanging on to his hat. She wanted a hat too, just like his. Where was the fish?

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