Where Lies Adventure!

              It was a beautiful day on the beach.  The sun shone brilliantly, and the wind blew just enough to keep the climate comfortable.  The waves of the ocean lapped up against the shore like gentle kittens begging for attention, and the clouds in the sky looked as if they were hand-painted there for additional ambiance.  It was perfect.              The old man lay on the sand – which was the perfect temperature – with his bare chest up towards the sun.  His grey lustrous beard came down to his stubby little legs, only just covering up his brown leather leggings.  His eyes were closed, and a contented smile was on his face.              Only a few feet from the shoreline, the old man reached his hand into a bucket that was next to him.  He pulled out a plump orange and began to peel away, all the while his eyes were still closed and the smile was still content.  Then he began talking to himself.              “3…2…1,” suddenly, there was an upshot of w

ARRIVAL            The boat pitched from side to side violently in the wind.   The tempest was all around and it brought with it the full force of its fury.   Rain fell in huge droplets and was whipped in all directions by powerful gusts, slapping into the face of the open sea like a glove that signified the start of a duel.             The sea, as if in answer to the storm’s challenge, rose up.   The waves were tremendous in their height, and fell with such incredible force that the earth shook in response to the ocean’s anger at not being able to reach the storm.   The little boat managed to stay on top of the waves as they rose and crashed, but it wouldn’t last long in this primal battle between to of nature’s most powerful forces.               Steering the boat was a single man.   He wore only a suit of linen underclothes that clung to his body from all the water.   While his hands were working, rigorously, to keep his vessel on course, his burning blue eyes never l