This is not my story. This is is Tyrion’s story, but he’s a dog. A little dog. To him the horizon is different than it is to us. He’s not tall enough to have ever seen the extent of any convergent perspective a human has. So to him he has seen many horizons. To him, in his miniatured stature, the horizon is ever changing.
So I took him up to the top. But the little son of a bitch was trolling me, cuz all dogs all flatearthers already. 
