PHOTO PROMPT © Kent Bonham
A time and tide etched seaman, set his book upon the shore; lovingly crafted from whale bone, its pages inset with strange symbols and characters carved from walrus ivory and seashells. Retreating to his shack in the dunes he watched the village children trudging along the sand, one half-sighted girl trailing behind.
The first boy seeing simply a pile of bleached bones asked of another, “What d’you reckon it is?”
“Dead dolphin bones?”
But the girl caught the sun’s rays splintering off the mother-of-pearl and saw a story in every sparkle, of mermaids, serpents, and sirens. The man smiled contentedly.
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.