Like an underwater unicorn, they’re the inventors of the shish-kebab. Or just a whale with one really huge tooth

Where do polar bears keep all their money?

In the cradle of hills, where rivers bend, a secret nook, where whispers blend. A ways to go for these specific valleys, a much more idyllic space compared to those urban alleys. With the waters gentle and sweet, where those loping hills do meet, you will find tranquility, even grace, in this naturally occuring space.

I hold a small jungle, leafy and green, a tiny ecosystem behind a glass screen.

From trees I come in milky white, then shaped by heat to gain my might. I stretch and bend but still endure, made strong and firm through fire’s cure.