On May 5, 7:07 pm, Blue Sow <b...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> Consciousness returned to Sigismund like a wave moving through a
treacle sea.
> The first thing of which he became aware was that everything hurt.
Every part
> of everything that was him felt heavy and sore. Even the realisation of
the
> sensation made him wince. He looked around but there was no sea. He
recalled
> making his way toward the sea, as was his morning custom - he looked up
- it was
> past midday and the tide had been and gone.
> Sigismund moved uncomfortably on the rocks upon which he had
awoken and
> shuddered as he remembered the dream, if it was a dream, he hoped that
it was.
> It was not the first time that he had experienced a trans-species dream,
but it
> was the first time he had found himself being something else which had
in turn
> become something else. His heart sank has he recalled what appeared to
be an
> attempt by one of those dream-selves to cross breed with what could not
really
> have been a mermaid. He cringed as the memory became clearer.
> Some distance away, he could see a few familiar faces foraging
in rock pools
> and he cheered slightly as the sense of alienation began to fade. The
regular
> rhythmic hum of the power station in the middle distance was reassuring.
It had
> been there long before his birth and so it was as much part of the
landscape as
> the cliffs, the rocks, or even the sea itself.
> Realising he had not eaten properly, he began his foraging
again. He would not
> make it back to his home today as too many hours had been lost already.
He
> would stay and eat what he could find until night fell. The rocks and
pools
> would provide shelter through the night and he would have the
op****tunity to
> take advantage of the next tide; the full moon in May was always a
pleasant time.
>
> --
> Blue Sow
Having reoriented himself and noticed a basking shark nearby,
coughing in the midday sun, it struck him how much less Diesel he'd
been going through recently.
G DAEB
Just had to get that in while it was on my mind. Only 25 words too.
Will return with something that leaves me feeling like I've actually
written rather than glibly appended a smug one-liner.
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