SOS by Stephen Cosgrove

SOS by Stephen Cosgrove

Author:Stephen Cosgrove [Cosgrove, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heritage Builders
Published: 2015-02-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

It was some tides later that an opening mysteriously appeared at one end of the pool. As I sounded the entry looking for lurking danger, I heard the most delightful sound -- the clear, crisp callings from others of my kind.

With strong pulls of my tail I surged into the pool’s entry, and down through a darkened cave which I seek-sensed absent of obstacles. I found myself in a larger pool where the others were waiting for me: four exuberant dolphins and one fat whale.

“Thank ALL THAT IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD,” I gushed. “I am not alone.”

“Of course you’re not, dearie,” said a wrinkled old dolphin. “We are all here together. I am Bitty,” she laughed. “Welcome to our home.” Quickly she introduced the others: “This is Water Spout, Foamer, Bobble Nose and the whale, who is newest of us all, is called Dreamer.”

“How wonderful! I am Laughter Ring” I babbled in a rush. “Among the five of us -- six counting the whale -- we should be able to find a way of escape.”

The old dolphin looked at me and laughed merrily, “Why ever would we try to do such a foolish thing?”

“Yes, whatever for?” the rest chorused.

I looked at my fellow prisoners in total shock. “Do you mean to say that you want to stay here? You would rather stay here as captives than be free in the open sea?”

The plump whale called Dreamer laughed, his sides rolling in a merry fashion. “Oh, no, no, no,” he sang. “That is to say, we don’t really like it here, and we don’t really want to stay here. We would much rather be in the open sea, but we still remain here of our own free will.”

“But that is enigma,” I protested as I shook my head searching for some bit of logic. “You don’t want to be here but yet you stay of your own free will? For pity’s sake, you were all captured like I was, and yet for some insane reason, you wish to stay? You, my friends, have eaten too much of the dead fish.”

“Oh, my poor, little dolphin,” said Bitty as she tried to console me, “Do you really mean to say that you were caught and didn’t want to be caught?”

“Of course I didn’t want to be caught,” I snapped, trying desperately to make sense of their riddle-like questions that were offered as answers to my questions.

“Listen, my sweet,” Bitty whispered, “have you noticed certain odd things as you’ve been detained here? Certain odd things about the sandwalker?”

“Certainly,” I snarled. “I have heard the odd clicking that is almost speech before they throw dead fish at me. I have noticed how the sandwalkers stare and stare. But what has all this to do with you and me?”

The other dolphins settled themselves in the water, and the whale began to sing, “I am the most recent to come here, and I did indeed come here of my own will, though the sandwalker would never believe that.



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