Ewen is not foolish; he simply doesn't bother with trivial matters most of the time, nor does he care to disguise himself as someone calculating. In truth, he knows everything and has long had a premonition of what's to come.
Is it that he doesn't want to face it? Or is he deliberately avoiding it? Ewen can't say for sure, but at this moment, he realizes he's grown fond of this quirky girl. He feels this sudden journey shouldn't end in such a manner.
Yet, the end is still inevitable, just like a novel whose pages keep turning, it won't add a few more out of sheer willingness.
Time seems to have frozen; everyone hears the deafening whale song, and in this quiet, tranquil world, everything is imbued with a long-standing significance.
Cinderella stands at the open car door, witnessing the boiling sea, followed by massive creatures leaping out of the water one after another. They slap the water vigorously, the splashes shattering into rainbows in mid-air.
