Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Lost Boys Six
Lost Boys Six: "Tuesday, December 7, 2010~
Not to a fish, but to any other creature on earth, an innocuous looking strand of something or other, wound it's way to the water surface. With the promise of something bigger to come, Walleye followed the trail to it's source,
a dark circle lodge against a slimy rock near the bottom of Lake Mento.
One push confirmed his mother-load. More of the same food leaked from every probe. Quite a cache. But how to hoard it? A feeding frenzy would never do. Smart fish Walleye Pike. He crashed to the surface and swam off.
Every evening, upon returning, the locaton of his evening snack was secure and known only to him. Davey's Gravy. And all his. For, what seemed like a long time, to a fish anyhow, he supped on and on, dining alone. Hannibal Lector eat your heart out."
Not to a fish, but to any other creature on earth, an innocuous looking strand of something or other, wound it's way to the water surface. With the promise of something bigger to come, Walleye followed the trail to it's source,
a dark circle lodge against a slimy rock near the bottom of Lake Mento.
One push confirmed his mother-load. More of the same food leaked from every probe. Quite a cache. But how to hoard it? A feeding frenzy would never do. Smart fish Walleye Pike. He crashed to the surface and swam off.
Every evening, upon returning, the locaton of his evening snack was secure and known only to him. Davey's Gravy. And all his. For, what seemed like a long time, to a fish anyhow, he supped on and on, dining alone. Hannibal Lector eat your heart out."
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