Abaia Serpe

I once caught a fish I couldn't stand to keep. It looked at me with the eyes of a man, and the manner of the old priest I used to attend service for in the Old World. He preached a real fire-and-brimstone kind of sermon, and this fish I swear had the same look in his eyes. Couldn't bear to eat it, so I threw it back. Maybe someone else will catch him someday.