Wilson Hops On


The frog, snow-white, hopped peacefully from rock to rock, not knowing what he was destined for. That would change, soon. The gods came down angrily daring to catch Wilson, the snow-white frog. He leapt under mountains and into valleys, yet the gods were persistent alternating terrain to capture this chosen frog. And catch Wilson they did, he struggled croaking in fear pleading to his captors but to no avail. They carried him out of the sacred grotto, Wilson believed himself to be a dead frog, a frog that would croak to early. Instead the gods set Wilson down via a golden sliver of light and simply said “ hop on.”


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