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June 3, 2009
NOT WANTING TO BE ON THE VOYAGE

CHAPTER ONE


WHEN I read the famous notices—you know the ones: BIG FLOOD COMING! ROOM FOR ONLY TWO OF EACH KINE!—I considered, at first, applying. Then I heard from a neighbour that Hugo, that macho asshole, was a shoo-in. So I got into training instead.

I became a great swimmer.

THEN the flood came. I swam and swam and swam, for a whole bunch of days and nights, some hundred altogether. I pushed my body to its limits. Then I found ground. I'd made it! I had survived the great flood!