01 Dawn over the rooftops. On top of the fire-watch tower, an old postman waits, his satchel empty.
02 He has been waiting a long time. Nothing comes.
03 Then something catches his eye.
04 Something enormous is moving beneath the clouds.
05 A whale leaps out of the sea of clouds — as big as the tower, with a mailbag strapped to its side.
06 It swims right up to the tower and stops beside him.
07 It opens its mouth. Inside, a lantern is lit.
08 He steps off the platform and walks into the light.
09 Inside the whale is a post office: a hall of ribs and lanterns and letters — more letters than anyone could ever deliver.
10 Then all of them take off around him, like a flock of birds.
11 One of them comes down, into his hands.
12 An old envelope. On the front, a child has drawn a whale.
13 He looks closer: the whale is carrying the mail — and there is a tiny postman riding on its back.
14 He drew it when he was a boy.
15 Dusk. He is back on the tower. Far away, the whale swims on.
16 He holds the drawing to his chest. Tomorrow he will be back up here, waiting.