Heart Of The Kraken (Tales From Darjee) - Plot & Excerpts
The first shafts of dawn caressed the small round window above his bunk and the metal glowed golden. Fenton still clutched the jade dolphin in his hand, and he tucked it between two books before arising and pulling on his clothes. He passed through the narrow galley, swiped a hard scone to chew and slipped an offcut of minnow into a pocket as he headed up on deck. From a cupboard on the forecastle deck, he drew out a line and then settled himself at a spot close to the bow as far away as possible from the noisy engine churning the water at the stern. He dangled his legs over the side and threaded the hook through the piece of fish and then he tossed the line overboard. The sun rose over the horizon as he watched the ocean below lit up by the creeping rays. The pale blue water revealed murky undertones as though something deep below stirred up the sand. He chewed his breakfast and kept one finger on the line and eventually the strand tugged over his finger. Hauling it up, he found a small fish, not much in size but hopefully it would do.
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