Then he wandered around towns, a bit of a traveller, going wherever the wind takes him. He knew he didn't belong anywhere. He knew what people think of him. He's a fugitive. But, if he knew anything, he knew he'd never forget the seal. That seal. It shares the same story as Stanley, they're both far from their homes. They both want to get back. But they both know they'll never be able to. Stuck. Trapped. Their course of actions have no purpose. Of course, that seal was just part of Stanley's imagination. He wanted someone to relate to, someone that could relate to him. The seal died as he did. He often pondered about this. He always remembered the seal.
BUT THEN THE SEAL ____ ____ TO ____