The Boathouse

A (Precisely) 100 Word Story

There’s a boathouse by the sea that must be a century old. It’s teetered on the edge of oblivion for longer than a lifetime.

The sea is calm, but so is a crocodile waiting for the right moment to pounce. Will it erupt into a starved frenzy? Unlikely. The sheer existence of the boathouse proves that this crocodile is a docile beast.
I need a shelter for tonight. This will do.

The sea isn’t hungry for bricks and mortar.

The sea is a patient beast.

That night, with one wave, the sea satiated its hunger:
Its hunger for human flesh.

T.

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