Blogger Template by Blogcrowds.

The Iceberg

http://listverse.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/hades_zeus_thumb.jpg 


I looked over at the rows of tiny ships in bottles on my shelf. I always loved ships. I took my favorite one out and weighed it in my hand, admiring the way it rocked back and forth in the water.

“BROTHER!”

I jumped, and the ship fell to the floor. The glass bottle cracked, and water spilled out.

“Come out here!”

I sighed, and walked out to greet my brother, passing the wall calender that read 15 April 1912. The little ship was broken in half.

“What is it, Zeus?”


Credits to: dev9x

0 Comments:

Post a Comment



Newer Post Older Post Home