Saturday 18 May 2013

Marooned

From a large sea-worthy vessel capable of weathering any storm, I marooned myself on a lonely island. Away from the raging dark, rippled surface of the ocean with mighty swells that lash at the hull. Over here, the water is calm and clear. I can see my feet right through the water. Life is pleasant and carefree. There's an abundance of resources to last me for some time; coconuts growing on the trees fringing the beach and fish swimming in the shallows.

Alas, my time here in paradise will run out once my resources run dry. There's only so much that the island can support me without working the earth and sowing the seeds. Even the bountiful shores aren't spared and I will be forced to venture into deeper waters to fish.

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