It was raining hard that day. We were on a boat, in the middle of the Manik River in Ceylon. I think we were looking for gemstones, when our boat started drifting away.
The currents were very strong.
The boat was about to topple,
Kiko had a smile on her face she asked me to be calm.
Next thing I remember was waking up surrounded by beautiful shapes of scales. The fish was bruised trying to save us during the storm.
The sun was setting as Kiko waved it goodbye.
What we saw remained a secret, no one ever knew but Kiko and I, If you ever see a giant Saari fish help it put its scales back on.