SAILING WITH EARDROP FISH

      We built the boat, Archie and I, out of  one thousand tiny Eardrop fish. Each one we called to the shore with Archie's Uncle Gilbert's giant conch shell. The queen of the Ocean appeared,asking what we would do with the fish. Achie told her of the splendid boat we would build and sail the ocean of a million keys. She made us promise to never harm the fish intentionally. We agreed, and she held her ringed fingers in the air so the glimmer from the sun could hypnotize the Eardrop fish. She told us lead the fish where we wanted them to be placed by whistling happy tunes. Afterwards, my lips were sore and the happy tunes leveled off in favor of mindless noise. no matter, as long as our intentions were happy, they obeyed.

     We sailed the Ocean of keys to many far away places. All the adventures engulfed in sporadic haze.

      I awoke, looked at the clock. It read 3:25 A.M. I sat up in my bed, took a sip from a glass of water. I felt something hard jabbing me in hip. i reached into my pajama pocket and pulled out a golden skeleton key, shimmering in the moonlight.

Reviews

[cartera]

Pyjama pockets are usually for one's silk handkerchief, in case one meets a lady in the night.
A well-written story. I felt that the ending . . . and then I woke up . . . let it down a bit. Please leave me, the reader a little leeway to wonder wtf.
ATB
alex.

[KAOlmsted]

Thank you for inviting me to read this piece. Putting aside the fact that you taxed my poor old eyes with this font, I'd say the premise of this piece is beyond interesting. wtf is an eardrop fish, you know? It just makes you sit back and try to picture it, so well-done on that front. I love that pajama manufacturers felt the need to include pockets into their design...

[perfectlyadapted]

This is different from what you normally write - but pleasantly so. It left a very warm feeling deep down in my soul.
Please change the font though. It may be just me but it was very difficult to read.

[Nimbus Thread]

Nicely penned and so full of fantastic possibilities.

Thank you for submitting to Surreal-zine!

[Mortimer]

Mark, your imagination is what every land-locked sailor dreams of. Keep it up, brother, we'd all dry up and blow away without you.

[Raven Starhawk]

There is a delicate sweetness behind each word that gives me a delightful taste of your muse. This is rich most certainly and exotic flavored.