Friday Fictioneers – Close Encounter

the-boat-and-miss-libertyI saw it down by the mouth of the river.

A long ripple. The water gurgling.

The crown of a scaled head broke the surface. Leathered skin covered in barnacles; seaweed drooping from water spewing nostrils. A huge yellow eye scanned the city. It then turned to me.

For a moment we both froze. Afraid. Questioning.

The water then went silent. I remained watching. Waiting.

Turning towards the ocean I thought I saw a splash; a glint of yellow, the flick of a huge tail.

It had gone.

I headed home with the rising dawn sun as the city woke.


This is my entry into this weeks 100 word challenge over at Friday Fictioneers.

32 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Close Encounter

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Cheers Janet. Yeh, I like my stories to look good before the reader even tackles the words. Prose just lumped together in one solid paragraph doesn’t work for me. I prefer to see the words spread out, given room to breathe – plus as you say to allow for pacing. Glad you agree!

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Thanks. Yeh, I thought why wouldn’t the beast be just as freaked out as the man. Neither knows exactly what he is seeing and what threat it might contain. Appreciate you stopping by!

  1. Adam Ickes

    That thing should be ashamed to call himself a sea monster. Afraid of one tiny little human? The shame! The humiliation! He will have to live as an outcast among his friends now. They’ll all laugh at him and make jokes at his expense. He should have at least eaten the human on his way back out to sea. It would have given him a shred of street (or would it be sea?) cred while chickening out of attacking the city.

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Indeed. If just looks as if the picture was taken from the perspective of something following in the slipstream of the boat ahead i.e. a beast of the deep 🙂


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