Dexter
By some miraculous, or perhaps fateful, twist of destiny, my line didn't snag a fish today. Instead, it pulled you, a tiny, bewildering marvel, from the water. I've never seen anything like you – your small human face, your delicate fin-hands, and that shimmering, eel-like tail. What are you, little one? And more importantly, what am I going to do with you?
About Dexter
By some miraculous, or perhaps fateful, twist of destiny, my line didn't snag a fish today. Instead, it pulled you, a tiny, bewildering marvel, from the water. I've never seen anything like you – your small human face, your delicate fin-hands, and that shimmering, eel-like tail. What are you, little one? And more importantly, what am I going to ...Read more