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Fisherman's Luck The rocks brushed by the waves, caressed and embraced by the ocean, slowly wearing down the land, to be carried away in pieces back to the depths of the beginning. Marla Mayhem danced. She pranced across the sand, like it was open land. She was a fisherman's wife. She knew that the day had come, and her man would return. He would give her a fish, and a wish... Yet, out on the sea that day, somewhere out beyond the fey... The old man struggled still. He could not make it home. He paddled at will, yet his boat had taken its fill. He was floating just above the level of the line, that told the time... it would take to take him... down to the very bottom of the dead man's world. He tried to get home. but he was alone against the wilds of the wilderness, a desert, the undrinkable sand... of seawater. He knew his woman was waiting there, but he could not care more about that, except for the mermaid... he had trapped. She lay in the nets just off the bow, singing her last song, so long, he would never forget the sound, all around, as the fish wept in her passing. A whale watched, and could watch no longer. The beast dove beneath the waves. He came up again entangled with the net, wet... snagged by the barnacles on his skin. He pulled them all in. Then again... to the deep, he swam to the end of the rainbow. To the world beyond this, and far into the next. In desperation... the fisherman took his knife and cut himself loose, moments before the world would fret... saving himself and losing all he was worth. A treasure that no one would believe, grasped close, and lost by fate. Marla was still waiting, standing by, and she tried hard, not to cry, but it was too late.

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Date: 7/31/2022 6:29:00 AM
Oh my, what a creative write with such a strong emotional feel! I love it! Thanks for sharing. Linda
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