posted by theGrob
I need to learn how to properly dramatize me a story... Can't write worth a squat.
Grob was an inuit hunter
he had dragged his sledge out way past the old fishing hole because something had frightened the fish and they no longer agreed to bite his hook and
feed his family. The snow had stopped falling and the temperature had risen so he was able to drop the hood of his coat and breath the chilly air
freely without fear of burning his skin. As he traversed the glacier northwards he thought he could feel a slight tremble under his feet but he
shrugged his shoulders and told himself he was getting old.
He remembered the stories of his grandfather who had told him that many moons before when the fish had stopped biting he had come across a new hole in
the ice far to the north full of large fish. Grob said a prayer to his gods and wished that he would find the hole and the largest fish anyone had
The water was warm his grandfather had said and had to explain a long time what warm was before Grob had understood.
Finally after many hours trek he saw in the distance a shimmering of steam rising above the ice. There was a large hole as big as his village in the
pack ice ahead and the steam was rising from it like smoke from a fire.
he reached the edge of the water and looked down.
It was an amazingly clear crystal blue colour and straight away he could see thousands of fish swimming around gamboling and playing with each other
in the depths beneath his feet. Something shiny caught his eye far below and he squinted his eyes trying to see what it was. It looked like a
mountain, a mountain made of glass like the strange bottles of firey water the white men had left behind when they visited to measure the weather the
year before. Grob had thought that very funny that men would want to measure the weather. Surely it was the weather that measured the men it caught
and not the other way round.
The mountain had smooth shiny sides and as he was gazing at it he felt another vibration and swore that he could hear a humming noise. Something large
and dark rested at the base of the building and he got to his knees and gazed downwards struck with the wonder of it. he thought he could see a light
throbbing gently in the structure. The light was a faint green colour and it started to get brighter and brighter with each passing moment, making the
dark thing shimmer black and brown with its illumination.
Grob stuck his face as close to the water as he could without dipping his nose into the liquid. He heard a cracking noise behind him and froze knowing
instinctually that the ice had broken around him and that any movement on his part might flip the sheet that was supporting him over. Being immersed
in water this far from his village would be the death of him and he would freeze solid long before he could rig up a temporary shelter.
Grob felt the ice sheet he was on move forwards out into the warm waters of the lake revolving slowly and he turned his head ever so slowly to see the
sides of it slowly eroding away with the heat from the water. "This was bad, very bad" he thought to himself and cursed himself for his stupidness.
soon all that was left of the ice was a small area around Grobs hands and feet.
Just then he saw something large flash past the periphery of his vision and glanced down into the water again trying to catch it.
The large dark thing was gone no longer attached to the strange building in the water. He looked down suddenly seeing something blurry in front of his
face. he pulled his head back and as he did his vision swam into focus on the object beneath him. It was an eye, a huge eye larger than he was.
Grob screamed as the ice raft collapsed and he felt himself sucked into a huge mouth lined with razor sharp teeth which closed around his waist
seperating his legs from his torso. the last thought that flashed through Grobs mind before the endless darkness descended was remembering his
grandfather telling him to always always be careful what you wish for. Someday you might get it.
silence descended on the warm waters of the lake
The huge dark Ripper Fish swam back to the pyramid intent on following the instructions to guard that it had been given by its gods millenia before
and rested as it digested its meal.
the steam rose gently as the sun set
[edit on 19-2-2007 by Marduk]