This weeks writing prompt is here! Do you have a story about a fish? Then leave it in the comments!
I have to say I would not want to get this monster on my hook!
My Work in Progress has a scene where the hero (heroine? Do we still say that?) Allegra is in a diving-bell, and then the meet a giant fish bigger even than this one. Let me know what you think.
In To The Deep
When the creature entered our little bubble of light we saw if for the first time. It was huge. Bigger far than any whale we had seen. Bigger than a sperm whale, bigger than a blue.
“What is that?” I asked, but Captain Bligh remained silent. How can I describe it? It was as if the ocean was given form. A whale perhaps, we could not know for sure, but if it was a whale, how had it stayed so deep and for so long? The giant circled around us and it seemed to take an age for the vast bulk to cross past our window. Its eye stared at us. It was a large as the diving bell, larger, and when I looked into that eye, what did I see. A window to the soul they say, but what kind of soul was this, more ancient than anything. How long it must have lived to grow to that size? A hundred years? A thousand? Was this was the oldest thing alive? What did I see in that eye? I had seen wisdom and gentleness in the eyes of the whales, and thought to see that here. But I looked in vain for any sign of commonality. And such a search should be in vain. Why should I seek to find the qualities of mankind in something so clearly not of our world but of another world entirely?
Captain Bligh gasped. “Look over there.”
If it had not been for the presence of Leviathan, we would have been amazed to see a colossal squid. Even so the Squid was as nothing compared to the great sea creature. No doubt our light had attracted it. The Leviathan twisted towards it with a speed that belied its great bulk. The turbulence of the movement sent the bell swinging like a pendulum. The creature’s vast jaws grabbed the squid and just for the briefest instant the squid wrapped its arms around the sea creature to resist. There. We heard the sound for the briefest moment. I scrambled to transcribe the noise, but more remarkable was happened to the squid. First it vibrated and then went limp, finally it collapsed into a pulp. Leviathan then sucked the pulp into its mouth. The squid was gone, devoured. And now the sea-creature turned its attention back to us.
When I could speak again I turned to the captain. The creature had begun to circle us again. And in that eye I finally recognized an emotion: hunger.