Story 39 of 48, about 2 minutes to read

The Unmoored Boat

A refuge in the quiet breathing of the lagoon

At dusk the lagoon is the color of copper and lavender. The boat leaves the shore almost by itself, and a little farther on a dolphin surfaces to breathe beside you.

There is no destination to reach: the water, the evening and the breathing of the sea are already a landing place.

The whole story is in the book, with its full-page illustration.