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    Element of Life
    Element of Life
    Element of Life
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    Element of Life

    By D.B.R

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    "Element Of Life" is a twisted tale that best fits into the "Weird Fiction" category. Although it explores the very margins of desperation, depravity, and ugliness of human thinking and behavior, its message is as positive as possible and it is well presented in a philosophical manner.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherD.B.R
    Release dateAug 8, 2014
    ISBN9781311833976
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      Element of Life - D.B.R

      Element Of Life

      D. B. R

      Copyright 2014 By D. B. R

      Smashwords Edition

      Blue. Oh God, it’s so blue. The world... is blue. Oh, and then there’s the rain. As if it wasn’t enough, we’re always getting some extra H2O on all that we love. Someone said once that fighting against fire is no big deal. No matter how big or small it is... eventually, it will be extinguished. But when you find yourself confronting its arch-nemesis... well, then you’re screwed. The element of life was never so threatening. And ever since planet Earth adopted the features of Neptune, people asked themselves the same question, over and over – ‘Why couldn’t we, humans, show more respect towards the element of life? Had we done that, we’d still be the rulers of the planet. Now the fishes conquered us.’

      Indeed, we as a species were way to busy to befriend the element of life. Instead, we abused it, we took it for granted like pretty much the rest of the nature. And now... now it’s too late... way too late. Unfortunately, we learned it the hard way. Now we’re doomed to follow the dinosaurs’ legacy. Some of us already accepted the idea, and others will follow. Now I don’t know what happened to the dinosaurs, but at least humans didn’t vanish in a blink of an eye so to say. The humans’ ending is the slow type. It started with the destruction of their habitats, and then slowly, it moved to individual level. Only those who can adapt can survive. But in order to adapt and survive, one must have a reason...

      Oh, who would’ve thought? Dax asks faintly as he lets his forehead rub sluggishly against the window. Who would’ve thought that there’s water in hell, not fire? His voice resembles that of an old man on his death bed.

      His forehead slides downwards leaving a trail of oily fat on the glass, and his eyelids mimic. His eyes are unceasingly sending signals of disgust and unease towards the stomach as they witness the rain. His mind can’t help but picture the raindrops as threatening missiles that want to harm him; that’s why they’re slamming the window with such brutality. They want him dead in order to feed their allies, the fish, with his flesh.

      The tables have turned, he sais with the same mourning tone as he imagines himself as a mass of putrid meat floating surrounded by a banquet of hungry aquatic creatures that gather for the feast. Next, he imagines the creatures fighting over the most tasteful parts of his body and asks himself: The eyes? Kidneys? Liver? Or it simply doesn’t matter to them?

      The boat seems more agitated during this storm than in any other so far. While wandering aimlessly among random waves, it contributes greatly to Dax’s grief. In fact, it reaches the point where he really wants to vomit. But in the same time, he doesn’t want to get out of the cabin and lean over the board to face the water. Slowly, but surely, he develops hydrophobia.

      Water... in hell, he repeats, not fire.

      Although a mere fishing boat, ‘The Gray Swan’, as Dax calls it, provides the perfect shelter in such conditions. When time permits, its nets catch hundreds of fishes and even some mammals. But Dax doesn’t like fishing, nor does he like eating fish. In these times, going fishing is like gathering mushrooms – you know that some of them are ok to eat, but you also know that there are others that contain nothing but poison. So if you’re not an expert, you have a fifty percent chance of survival after each meal. Unfortunately for Dax, his negativism can drop that percentage to a mere twenty. It’s like he becomes more and more paranoiac about it. He feels that the water world has nothing but hatred for him. It took away all that he loved, and he is next. But his death is not a fast and easy one. No, the water decided that he has to suffer first. So he awaits the water’s next move. It might come after the next meal, it might come after the next sip, or the next storm, or it might come after the next sunshine... One thing is sure though: it will come in the end. And there’s nothing he can do about it. But when the mind accepts the situation, it eliminates the desperation; at least to some degree. Dax is not only ready to die, he welcomes his death with open arms like a mother greeting her child.

      Water... in hell, he repeats yet again, not f—

      Shut the fuck up, will you? Aika scolds him. She always does so whenever he gets too philosophical, and it happens quite a lot. Mourning became Dax’s favorite hobby, ever since they got together on this boat. She is quite his opposite. If he’s the theoretician, then Aika is the man, or woman, of action. Although a young woman, Aika has the behavior, vocabulary, thinking, habits, and clothing

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