Summer-Time Battle

The water swirled and then was still a calm appeared; but below was frantic . Lurking in the deep, cold , dark underneath was a large and ferocious striped beast. Again the water churned and the small darted away seeking a shelter; an escape from the striped’s feast. A line was thrown under a bow drooping low a popping of the line as it came slowly toward the one so anxious for a feast. With the sudden rush a violent storm appeared without so much of a warning the line grew taunt amid an explosion of sound and fury. Mighty was the noise and fearsome yet the fight as a warrior and his adversary fought to see if the other would give flight. Then as quick as it began it was over in a flash the water was stilled the noise drifted away and calm returned in the midst of a summer day.