Comic AI
by zackig · 👁️ 8
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They thought the deep kept its secrets.
Until one hand reached down.
For my mum. For the years I buried. Hold on.
It did not grow wild as a monster. It grew with what they offered.
Is it angry? Or lonely?
We didn't mean to leave you here.
What they tethered to it were anchors. When untied, they floated free.
They had raised something enormous. What they had needed most was not to chain it — but to remember it with them.
