The waves were placid. They had found what some call ‘wave condos’, narrow rivers with very flat sides which were more immune to erosion than usual. But they would erode them. The algae and moss would help, as they always did, digging in and helping to expand the cracks.

But for now, it was a time of peace and meditation for the waves. Occasionally, one of the hairless monkeys would float down the river in some conveyance that they had constructed, usually self-propelled. The waves liked these creatures when they came to visit. They often seemed to be seeking the peace and placidity, like the waves.

But today was a little different. There seemed to be more excitement and chatter. The creatures were chattering to each other on the bank, then one would yell out, and come and sit by the river and dangle their feet and play with the waves. The waves always enjoyed the sensation of going around and through toes. Such a unique feeling to be on both sides of parts of a creature in multiple places at once.

The place by the waves seemed to be the place of honour, or at least it seemed to fill up most quickly.

More creatures were on the water than usual. They seemed to be lining up at one end of the river. The waves were still. A shout and loud noise! All the creatures leapt forward at once and sped down the river! The waves were all in a tizzy! Everything was happening all at once! It was so exciting! They could hardly wait to see what happened next!