Each with ball and chain that they dragged across the tussocks to the ocean, neck gills gaping in the wind. How the wind moved across the tussocks in waves, bathing them in salt. The lanterns that bobbed along the ridge as they broke through the first chain, the older one free. The younger brother, who heard the dogs on the wind and said to his brother, “Go.” The half-fish who smelt the salt and the sea, and dove deep down, deep in the ocean, grieving in the sea.