you are standing under a whale

This shade comes from the local branch of the Mutually-Related Diversity-Agnostic Department of Happiness, on far, far Far-Far. Please stand still while it is being provided. After hours, the envoy lies down across the sky and keeps one star lit where a heart would go. The light is on, which means someone is in.

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the envoy

size: One whale. Thirty-one metres. Somewhat larger on the inside.
travels by: A low song at 14 hertz that folds distance like a napkin.
purpose: Classified as pleasant.
open: Whenever the tide agrees.

how the whale got here

Far-Far notices a small blue planet humming slightly off-key.
The Department votes to help. Nobody objects; nobody is sure who would.
The envoy sings at fourteen hertz. Space, being lonely, leans in to listen, and the distance folds.
The envoy registers this address as a branch office and starts filing reports.

correspondence from the envoy

Translated from fourteen hertz. Some feelings did not survive the trip.

day 0, far-far
The Department notices a small blue planet that has not filed a happiness return in four billion years. A form is sent. The form comes back unopened. An envoy is appointed.
day 40, somewhere dark
I sing at fourteen hertz. Space, being lonely, leans in to listen, and the distance folds. Nobody warns you how much space wants to talk afterwards.
day 41, this address
Arrived. Opened the branch. The office is a patch of shade and a feeling of being looked after. Form 7, Proof of Gentle Intent, was filed with the nearest gull.
day 212, still here
Humans are very good at being happy and then checking whether they are allowed to be. The Department has no form for this. I have started one.
today, roughly
Nothing to report. Somebody stood in the shade for a while and looked up. That is the whole job. I have recorded it as a success.

office rules

Do not feed the envoy. It is watching its figure.
Happiness may be collected in person, or left to accumulate.
Complaints must be sung. Low notes are processed first.