“I'm not wild
about it.”
Tarzan*
#quote
I went to the
zoo with my family today. Was amazingly fun and joyous and despite
the physical activity, I didn't have a single seizure during the
entire trip, so that made it go perfectly. Anyway onto the flash
fiction!
The Food
Chain
A group of
seahorses swam through the ocean, their fins making them reach a
speed fitting a gallop. They were dashing for cover, to camouflage
themselves from a large fish that entered the range of their group.
Each seahorse knew that as prey there was a large chance of them
being eaten. Of most of them being eaten. Perhaps they should just
hope that other seahorses in the race are slower.
Then a fish
took a massive bite. But not out of any of the seahorses. A new
predator arrived and ate the fish chasing the seahorses. A large eel
that didn't pay attention to the seahorses. This time the food chain
worked in their favor. In one of the little seahorses a tiny thought
occurred in its little head, was there something that could eat the
massive eel?
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