“Woah,” breathed the astronaut, gazing out across the green sea. For the first time since crash-landing, he could peer through the churning depths, all the way to the bottom of the ocean. As his gaze rose to the suspended barges making up the elevated platform, his helmet visor dimmed automatically, preventing the lights on the other island from blinding him with their luminance.
“Woah…” he said again, remembering --not for the first time-- that his neighbor the Sheep had made it all without opposable thumbs.