The Little ThingsIt was a calm balmy evening. The sun was setting behind the old mossy trees making everything bright gold and red behind their black silhouettes. Sarah and Jacob were just fishing, lounging on the bank watching their bobbers slowly become harder and harder to see in the dim light as they sipped on warm soda. Jacob's stomach was growling, it was getting dark, mosquitos were biting and neither he or his sister had caught anything that day. "Do you think it is about time to head home?" He asked hopefully, standing up and stretching his arms and legs. Sarah was staring out into the the sunset, blissfully unaware that her younger brother had spoken, moved, or even existed.The Little Things by LittleDaughter
"Sarah???" "huh?...Oh, I guess...I was thinking maybe we could light a fire or something, try some night fishing since it will be a full moon. I bought some glow in the dark lures just in case." She dug into their cluttered old tackled box and held up a green fluorescent lure. "I also bought some hot dogs or marsh m
Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 3)Sonoko floated to the bottom of the lake and lay in the mud, too shocked and exhausted to care.The familiar warmth and pressure of the water washed away the vile touch of those monsters, and the sweetness of it soothed his bruised gills. Slowly his mind came back to him from wherever it had been going.Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 3) by LittleDaughter
Small fish peeked at him from the shadows and giggled to see a proud bass lying in the mud beneath the grass. Embarrassed to have been caught so defeated he flipped his tail and righted himself, even half alive a bass was still a bass. He watched them scatter but for once in his life he did not feel the urge to chase them. "Let them have this lake with it's strange minnows and those air dwelling giants, I won't waste another minute here!"
Mind clear, body renewed Sonoko swam decisively towards the shallow canal. Again he looked out from beneath the log, watching the current rush past, with one question wedged in his mind, "Where does the river go?". He darted into the middle curren
Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 2)All his life Sonoko had despised helplessness and here he was, naked and cold, hanging in the air by his lips. Defeated by a minnow of all things. Blurry figures crossed his vision, ugly creatures with greedy mouths. He wiggled and flopped, ashamed and certain that this would be his last day. "Done in by a minnow," He thought, "I never would have thought it."Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 2) by LittleDaughter
"Hahahaha, he fought like a big one didn't he?" laughed the old fisherman as he grabbed the flopping Sonoko and began working at the hooks of the lure wedged in his mouth. The little boy who held the pole grinned up at his granddad, pride welling up in his heart at the site of his first fish. "Yep, he fought hard grandpa, I thought he was going to rip my arms off." "Well, lets be glad you've got a good pair of arms then. Do you want to keep him?" With one final yank the fisherman had pulled pronged hooks from the young bass's lip. He gave the fish to his grandson who held on tight to the flopping creature and wrinkled his eye brow
Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 1) Sonoko had been hiding under a log at the streams mouth for a long time. The water here was cooler than his lake home, and a small current rippled against his fins. Again and again he had swam out into rushing center of the stream and then back under the safety of his log. The pull of the water was both intoxicating and terrifying and he was having a hard time making up his mind. Should he leave the safety of the lake, and let the water lead him some where new, or stay home, in the place he had been born in?Sonoko the Fish (Chapter 1) by LittleDaughter
"Where did fish in the stream rest", he asked himself. "and where does the water go? Does it go on and on forever, or does it go somewhere better?". His stomach grumbled, thinking has always made him hungry. "There are many little minnows in the river...but then, there are many in my home as well." He turned around and swam down the shallow canal back to his lake.
Hunting was what he had been born to do, and he loved hunting minnows. They were fun t