There is no great purpose awaiting me other than my turning into a frog. Yes, that is what I must do, I must turn into a frog – a frog with a pair of huge round eyes, a wide head, a brown back and a yellow belly. That is what I must be: A frog! There is nothing else which I am to become. My destiny is fixed. I shall find myself a little well and sit at the damp, quiet bottom. I shall the watch the skies drift slovenly past the tiny opening above. I am to be a frog, and there is nothing more than that.