Leo 17. A giant squid sleeping in the ocean depth.
To dream deep, under countless tons of water, under storms raging above, to dream through silent earthquakes which moved through him like a caress. And occasionally to feel a shipwreck brush by him, sinking to the floor of the sea like a leaf dying in autumn.
He was grateful for the few moonbeams persistent enough to make the journey to his home, and welcomed the dreams of those above who, wandering, sometimes found their way to him in the night. All in all, to lead the mythological life was an extremely quiet joy.