The Tale of Captain Red: Redux -Episode 11-Episode Eleven
Fish! Thousands, and thousands of fish. Electrified fish, with razor sharp teeth and scales as harsh. Creatures from the deep, forcing themselves upward, onward, up past the line of where sea meet air and leaping into the sky as if in an effort to grow wings. Bouncing upon the wooden decks of White and Red's ship, flopping in haste to return themselves to the ocean floor, to breath the water, to have the sea embrace them once more, but yet still fearing the reason they had fled their home in the first place.
What do thousands of electric fish, with razor sharp teeth and scales course enough to splinter skin... fear? Bigger fish. Monsters from the nether below, from cracks within the earth, cooking from heat, their slick skin hissing with bubbles, as the very ocean they swam through began to evaporate around them, cooking their meals before they ate.
Beasts with fins, made of molten rock, freeing themselves from the earth's center!
Crashing up, breachin
The Traveler's TaleBlade of fire,
Blade of health,
Hidden in Heaven.
Fear not Justice,
Fear not Divine,
They are one.
Fear Dominica's walls,
Fear Dominica's wrath,
Find The Library.
First the book,
First the riddle,
Then the journey.
The "African" Peeping AntThe African Pepping Ant is a curious creature, to say the least. Upon reaching a strange hill, or any random hole in the ground, the odd little beast slowly peeks in to see who just is inside. Of course this can lead him into trouble, especially when today his peeking has caught the attention of the One Eye'd Garglesnop.
Now the One Eye'd Garglesnop will wait slowly for the Peeping Ant to get closer, gently secreting a smell enzyme that will confuse it's pray into thinking the hole is much deeper than it really is. As our friend slowly investigates, he'll find himself crawling gently into the Garglesnop's wide open mouth.
When the realization that his life is in danger strikes the Peeping Ant, it's too late. Today, curiosity killed the Ant, but another of his brothers might get lucky and find themselves a colony which will accept them as one of their own.
Until next time: This has been... My Backyard.