Itwasdarknowasitbeesdarkquicklyafterthesusiember.Helayagainstthewornwoodofthebowaedallthathecould.Thefirststarswereout.Hedidnotknowthenameelbuthesawitandknewsoontheywouldallbeoutandhewouldhaveallhisdistantfriends.

“Thefishismyfriendtoo，”hesaidaloud.“Ihaveneverseenorheardofsuchafish.ButImustkillhim.Iamgladwedonothavetotrytokillthestars.”

Imagineifeachdayamanmusttrytokillthemoohought.Themoonrunsaway.Butimagineifamaneachdayshouldhavetotrytokillthesun？Wewerebornlucky，hethought.

Thenhewassorryfreatfishthathadnothiandhisdeterminationtokillhimneverrelaxedinhissorrowforhim.Hoeoplewillhefeed，hethought.Butaretheyworthytoeathim？No，ofcoursenot.Thereishyofeatinghimfromthemannerofhisbehaviourandhisgreatdignity.

Idonotuahings，hethought.Butitisgoodthatwedonothavetotrytokillthesunorthemoonorthestars.Itisenoughtoliveontheseaandkillourtruebrothers.

Now，hethought，Imustthinkaboutthedrag.Ithasitsperilsanditsmerits.ImaylosesomuethatIwilllosehim，ifhemakeshiseffortandthed
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