OCTOPUS Lurking loosely, blobbishly unrolling your enormous head a-lolling with a kind of neckless grace as you come pouring down the face of rocky coves and coral caves that shimmer with a most enchanting glimmer through the roof of pulsing waves. Gem set in a jewel Red or yellow, white and polka-dots and stripes or maybe cobalt blue. Loosely committed to your shade, your shape also defined sort of by whatever space you fill... And yet, in you a hunter's canny will and truth be told, you're... Sign in to see full entry.