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...swimming slowly below the surface...in the failed reactor's cooling ponds...

It's the beginning of a novel, no doubt about it.

(I'm assuming it should be 6 ft., but that's still almost 2 metres of...fish.  Swimming slowly through the murky waters...of the failed reactor's cooling ponds...and then it started: the howling.  Wolves!  My lord, I thought.  Why did I come here?  What drove me to stare at things that shouldn't be?

Well, I knew the answer: Edik.  But...he had become a fish--so huge, I knew I had to be hallucinating.  But there he was, swimming below the surface.

And how did I know it was Edik?

Well...like all fish, this one comes with a...tale...

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Sat Mar 10th, 2007 at 04:16:51 PM EST
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