Written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction. Story begins after the image.
Genre: Science Fiction
Irshallis was born misshapen. His siblings called him, “The Error.” The adults expected he would die soon. He never kept up when hunting parties swam to the feeding grounds.
He found his own food where the sea crashed against the land, eating the crunchy crawlers in the shallow waters. It was dangerous there. His kind died when waves thrust them upon the land. One day, a chance wave threw him upon the beach. His siblings called out, “Fight Irshallis! It’s your only chance to return!”
Irshallis, The Error, didn’t need to fight. He raised himself up on his misshapen fins and simply crawled back to the sea. His siblings were amazed. Again and again, he was beached. Each time he returned. Crawlers were abundant here. Irshallis fed upon them, growing larger each day. With no competition for food, he quickly outweighed his siblings.
Irshallis, first fish on land became, The Success.