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New World (fiction)

June 25, 2013

Crashing Wave, by Alastair Forbes

Land. Awakening. The world was still again—not that infernal, incessant tossing. Except for the waves crashing foamy suds against him. But these were nothing compared to the sickening heaving of the ship in last night’s angry sea amid lashing rain. His hands hadn’t forgotten, not by still clinging to the wood plank, a raft in miniature, helping him hold onto life, kicking furiously to escape the shouting and sinking mayhem.

Are there other survivors?

Sand. Beach. Glorious morning—the calm after the storm. A palm-treed paradise, where you shouldn’t have a care in the world. The guard had described his cage that way; he should’ve felt lucky, not having to work for food. The swill he called food. Now he’d have to work hard for food—fish, exotic fruits—and to avoid the cage he left and the one he was being shipped to. Now was a new world of survival.


Photo prompt given by Alastair Forbes. For other stories inspired by this photo, click here.
Photo copyright Alastair Forbes
Story copyright Dave Williams

10 Comments leave one →
  1. summerstommy permalink
    June 25, 2013 7:09 am

    Very well done. I like the cages image.

  2. June 25, 2013 7:12 am

    Excellent. Instead of going to prison cell, he is going to a paradisical prison. With less people to talk to

  3. June 25, 2013 7:37 am

    What a position to be in. Different story

  4. June 25, 2013 8:17 am

    While we are never told of this persons crime…we are drawn to think he can start again.
    Do you remember the movie where the delivery guy was stranded with the Wilson sports ball? I learned that you have to cook crabs…in order for them to be edible. So much we don’t know about surviving. Nice story. Thanks for your visit.

    • June 25, 2013 1:10 pm

      Yep, that was “Castaway,” a movie I liked. I forgot about the part when he learns you have to cook crabs instead of eating them raw. And I totally agree, we don’t know much about surviving. If there’s a zombie apocalypse, I hope I find a stockpile of canned food — if I had to survive on leaves and berries, I’d probably eat the poisonous ones. Thanks for reading my stories.

  5. June 25, 2013 10:27 am

    You’ve manage to compact so much information into these few paragraphs and to hold the reader to the story…well written IMHO.

  6. June 26, 2013 1:05 am

    Your written words are interesting and tightly written, that is to say it is clear and distinctive and moves the reader forward with each word. I enjoyed your story, a part 2 would be nice also, to see how he progresses!

  7. June 29, 2013 2:43 pm

    I’m not sure which one I’d take!

  8. July 2, 2013 2:10 pm

    Such a great perspective – out of the frying pan…

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