I don't believe his skin is tanned and are you sure this guy goes fishing? That boat is small to hunt for sharks let's see if he survives it. I mean that guy not the shark.
An enjoyable entry if you used the markdowns I can't tell. @aneukpineung78 did he are you satisfied?
How would you rate yourself? A 10 again?
It was the only boat available and the shark fishing was metaphorical. To give me ten points. First I need a ticket. Scarred sailors. A sextant and a star chart. I would use goat wineskins to store wine and water. Some leather things that can be devoured if we encounter bad weather. The course is uncertain.
I would carve an image of a mermaid on the stern. A few barrels of citron and set sail. The sea is my amphitheater. The immense blue and the moon. I would have many vicissitudes and no fear. I would hunt killer whales, wanting to swallow all the available plankton or whatever fell into their jaws. I would put up a flag, a symbol. A light among so much darkness. I could care less about the news from Barlovento.
I am my own captain. I have built this ship with my own hands. So the termites have been stripped with felts and substances. I sound the waters. I have swum among sharks that were later small remoras. I would love the storm. Because without it, how to enjoy the calm and the bees when one day, without warning, I would discover dry land. And then I would unload a huge amount of potatoes and so much green and so much red and so much magenta to change the colors of life.
Era el único barco disponible y lo de pescar tiburones era metafórico. Para darme diez puntos. Primero necesito una boleta. Marineros con cicatrices. Un sextante y un mapa estelar. Usaría odres de cabra para almacenar vino y agua. Algunas cosas de cuero que pueden ser devoradas si encontramos mal tiempo. El rumbo es incierto.
Esculpiría una imagen de una sirena en la popa. Algunos barriles de cidra y a zarpar. El mar es mi anfiteatro. El azul inmenso y la luna. Tendría muchas vicisitudes y nada de miedo. Cazaría ballenas asesinas, queriendo tragarse todo el plancton disponible o lo que fuere que le cayese entre fauces. Pondría alguna bandera, que fuese un símbolo. Una luz entre tantas tinieblas. Poco me importarían las noticias de Barlovento.
Soy mi propio capitán. He construido este barco con mis propias manos. Así que las termitas han sido despojadas con fieltros y sustancias. Sondeo las aguas. He nadado entre tiburones que después eran pequeñas rémoras. Amaría la tempestad. Porque sin ella cómo disfrutar de la calma y de las abejas cuando cualquier día, así sin avisar, descubriera tierra firme. Y ahí sí descargaría una enorme cantidad de patatas y tanto verde y tanto rojo y tanto magenta para cambiarle los colores a la vida.
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@wakeupkitty, @aneukpineung78
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