"I think I see a bank ahead.
The Prophet chuckled. Soon, The Child would move from the ocean and how she had learned to walk on water as she faced challenging and painful situations to another level. The path would turn into yesterday and a new year would begin.
"Gaaaak, gaaaak, gaaaak," said Mr. Eagle.
Mr. Whale hit the water with his fins three times, and Octavio climbed up and boarded Lily Pad for the first time.
"Soon, Child. Soon, you'll be there."
"Yeah! How much longer?"
"Sooner than you think."
"Did you hear what The Prophet said Mr. Whale?"
"Child, Mr. Whale remains here."
"And Mr. Eagle?"
"He can't go either."
" Oh. What about Octavio?"
The tears fell; they stung like thorns from a rose bush in her heart.
"And you, Prophet? Must I say goodbye to you also."
"No, Child. I'll always be with you."
"Why can't I take them with me?"
"They'll be with you."
"How's that, Prophet."
"Oh, my Child. Have you not learned? Mr. Whale, Mr. Eagle, Octavio, and Lily Pad will always be inside of you. The seeds they have planted, you must now honor by fulfilling your destiny. They'll be cheering you on, and when you listen with your heart, you'll hear them."
"Oh, I hope so, Prophet."