I reread an old post of mine recently: A Barnacle’s Tale, so I thought I’d narrate it.
He walked in like a cloud.
People stopped talking to stare at him. They shook their heads in disgust.
“Mum, do you want to see me turn into a dog?” A short flash-fiction piece.
There was a time when the Sun and the Moon were so close that they rose and set together.
The people who populated Young Earth looked up in delight at the amazing exhibition of two heavenly bodies, side by side.
What the people didn’t know was that their lives were on the verge of changing forever.
In a recent post I mentioned the importance of flowing with life, and finished off using the analogy of a barnacle. (A barnacle being an arthropod that clings to rocks, resisting the tide.) I remember reading a tale about a barnacle, but I can’t remember whereabouts I read it. I’m going to attempt to writeContinue reading “A Barnacle’s Tale (A Short Story)”