Firegemstar

My friend Seijuro was a marine biologist and an artist by hobby. He was a nice guy and we had been friends since we were toddlers but when he went off to university we lost contact. Until one day he came back. He looked like he hadn't seen a razor in months. He came back to me babbling about human like things with tails. I thought he had gone crazy.    I sat down at the table on the boat. Seijuro had explained everything to me when he finally calmed down, I still didn't believe him but he wanted me to come along with him anyway. He wanted to show me what he was talking about so I wouldn't consider him crazy or insane. I played along with him