Fub 2

Fub sat on a cushion on a cloud, thinking about himself.

Fub saw others.

The others drifted towards Fub; some lingered, then drifted past.

The others were blurry and indistinct; they made sounds.

Fub didn’t understand the others.

The others didn’t understand Fub.

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One came close, so that Fub could see it looked similar to Fub.

“Hello,” said the other.

“Mmm,” said Fub.

“Who are you?,” said the other.

“Fub,” said Fub.

“I’m Gwill,” said the other.

“Hnn,” said Fub.

“Okay, bye,” said Gwill.

Fub looked at his cushion, then his cloud, as Gwill left.

Fub felt sad that Gwill had left.

Fub wished Gwill could have seen inside him.

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