A New Beginning

This piece of stone to illustrate that nothing is 'set in concrete' as the saying goes. Even stone can be changed. By the flow of water in this case. By lichen growing on it. and in the goodness of time crumbling it. Repeated freezing and thawing will break up stone. Landslides will break up stones ... 

Today, just for the heck of it, I started Monster-Moored in a totally different place. One page into the existing chapter, at the actual point of contact between the Protagonist, Tardi Mack, and his burden.

1: Tardi Possessed
Tardi swam frantically down and back. A white boat keel came straight at him through the blue underwater morning. The boat lifted over a final little swell and crashed onto his surfboard. Bet the bastard did it on purpose.

A million bubbles hiding a dozen pieces of his board punched him back down the sunlit water column, onto the old trawler’s wreck he’d been filming. His back shredded over the mysterious silver-barbed coral.

Aah! He gulped water trying to get air for a scream. The pain! Up! He had to get to the surface!

Wait, said a thing in his mind. A huge tongue slurped over his back.

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