While malism’s malevolent milieu may make for shiver linings over silver ones and for fatal synthesis in lieu of the photo kind, life perseveres through bitter bites—eternality eclipsing ephemerality—when propitious perspectives leave jaded judgements behind. ; )

Regarding road travelled by Toad, its designment through each grass pass and over every frog log means that day’s first jumps of joy will lead to later’s props for hops during eve’s earned close of mode—in which no more lunges load. ; )

Perhaps, starfish of such deeply blushed hue had been star-kissed by the one to its two.

But, endeared beachcomber and canakin knew transferring abode would be a sin.

So, scarlet starlight of the lambent sea continued to live resplendently free. ; )

Nemo had had enough of the clowning around—he was a mulierose fish in a school of Frank Fins; so, he dash-fluttered his way over to the dolphin dames and began friendlily—if not flirtingly—taking names. ; )

Ellie gave Ella a push-push towards day’s lunch of cush-cush—an elevated form of usual mush-mush the zookeeper procured as a shhh-shhh to recognize little one’s recent woosh-woosh from trunk’s still-growing nush-nush. : )