As all stories usually begin, this one starts with one character in particular.
Most writers do their best to avert your attention from this matter by talking about completely different things than that specific character to start the book with. For example they introduce a prologue. Or they introduce the main character through some random events that just happens to have this main character clustered with it.
This is also one of those stories..
It's about a fish. Now the first thing that would come into your mind would usually be.. "why a fish? What makes him special? I'm not going to read a story about a fish that ain't special ya kno'". Yes i can vaguely assume that your sense of spelling averagely comes close to what has just been said. I just hope for you that you're on the right side of that average.
But to give this incredible, dull and in all aspects normal fish just a tint of interesm, i'll introduce him for you on land. How he got there? I have no clue either, but he's there anyway and there is nothing you can do about it. He has no intentions to go anywhere else than the place he is currently on and the place he will be two seconds after his first realisation. Also you ought to know that this mindset will also reset after that time.
So for your reading's pleasure i'll skip on to the last two seconds of his life. It may be a bit cruel, but hey, how many fish can you remember getting this special treatment? He looked around as he usually did, only this time, there was no water. He saw all kinds of grey and was, in this first second, amazed by it. The second second made him conscious of the movements that were all busy doing their own things without his help. One of those things, or objects was this time moving much more closer than the average fish would prefer. Also it was round, though he had never the time in his life to actually come up with a word for it.
Unfortunately for the fish it was the last thing he could remember for a very, very long time. We can only hope for this fish that his memory will either drown into oblivion, or continue longer in his afterlife than it did in his real life. If there was a God of any sorts to support him afterwards, he would've told him about the hammer.
Based on the word / Phrase : A Fishie On Land
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