crystal clear water, a snowflake drifts and settles, blind fish goes hungry.
Sunlight wakes the sky, fish slowly surface to feed, crane casts a shadow.
Jorge sat in the rowing boat surrounded by fish, flopping, and jumping trying to escape - their silver scales glistening in the sunlight. His thick woollen jumper hung off his skeletal frame and his stomach ached with pangs of hunger. The water gently lapped at the starboard bow as he lay back and tried to … Continue reading Empty Spaces Series ^N3