chapter 11 : fishing and dinner
Try my hand at the fishing thing, with light brown wooden fishing pole . first i casted out the fishing pole, than i just waited to see if this was going to work at least.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Twenty
A drop of icy water landing on Martin’s temple startled him awake. Only a faint amount of light shone through the thick canvas walls of the tent, though it was bright enough to where Martin noticed droplets of condensation clinging to the ceiling....
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Thirteen
The following day brought some level of pomp and circumstance given the planned memorial service. Uyutuk excitedly roused the travelers shortly before sunrise, which was an unexpected emotion for the human, considering the solemnity of the day’s...
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Nine
Scrubby oak woodland characterized the top of the plateau the pair had scaled on their second day of travel, but the well-maintained trail meant the pair could cross the remaining distance to Benuun over mostly flat ground in merely several hours’...
Donald Trump was in my dream
Donald trump would never come all the way up to newfoundland just to cod fish with some random person... and two. my boat motor is broken.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Seventeen
The next several days proved a significant challenge for Martin, who prioritized, at the bare minimum, not making an embarrassment of himself. For one, the man knew next to nothing about construction. That in itself would have been fine; he was willing...
Rik the Wolf in... A Case of Mistaken Identity
There had been no egg-straterestrial fish sightings, unfortunately, but the info he had gathered was that fishing in green hill was amazing, and he was given directions to a very fish-rich location to the north.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Twelve
Martin blinked and realized his breath was heaving. He closed and opened his left palm once again. Clean, no blood. The creases of his palm traced the same patterns as they had that night, one of the only direct reminders of the events from two years...
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Twenty-two
A sensation of being suspended beneath water greeted Martin as he came to. His head swam and muffled sounds washed toward him in ebbing and flowing waves. Martin lifted his head as he heard a thump, a yell, and then pain—his own pain, throbbing pain as...
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Sixteen
Meanwhile, to the west lay the tychean sea, and while it was true the map showed a small fishing village almost due west of benuun near defiance gorge, he was only aware of one road to that village: one that led from fordham, to the northeast.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Eighteen
The next several days of labor proceeded apace. As Martin’s ability to grasp needed Kepmuun vocabulary and basic grammatical structure increased alongside his competency for hand carpentry, his deepest struggle was the war within himself to not binge...
A Place to Rest on the Ocean
Once i was at the usual fishing spot i usually haunted when i was here, i pulled out my fishing rod, and casted into the water. i remember my first time setting foot on these islands. i was almost broke.