"It does."

Armin leans forward and plants his hands in the sand, feeling as they sunk in deeper and deeper as the tide buried them. It was so cold. Someone here had told him where they lived, the ocean was always warm. Just how big was the world?

"It wasn't a story, or a trick. The things that we read were real. The people here aren't lying either."

"How much is out there that I don't know...?"