Here’s your prompt. It’s not particularly fertile, for plant life or story seeds, is it? So how did this ship end up here? Was this a lake that dried up over long years? Was the trip here sudden and unexpected? Or sudden and completely expected?
Tell us in 100 words, either in the comments here or at your own web place with a link back to us. We’d love to read your story!
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My best friend was a stubborn old goat.
If I told him once, I told him a hundred times, “Djenga, you’re going to need a bigger boat!”
He would reply, “You and I have been watching boats of many sizes sail by since we were boys. They always come back. What marvellous sights they must behold on their journeys. Why shouldn’t I follow?”
Well, he finally had saved enough shekels to buy a small sail and some provisions and away he went, smiling from ear to ear.
He never returned.
Oh Djenga, did you find what you were looking for?