Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
I live on the edge of Australia. If I climb to the top of this hill (which I haven’t done for a while because it is steep and I am oldish) and then dive off… the first thing that happens is that I break my back, my neck and every other bone in my body landing on the rocks at the bottom of the cliff.
But if I manage to dive out far enough to overcome this pesky little problem and start swimming – and provided I develop superpowers that allow me to swim about 7000 miles through the untold perils of the South Pacific Ocean – I will hit dry land again in Chile.
At this point I will doubtless be met with cries of excitement – a previously-undiscovered sea monster unique in shape (from having been nibbled en route) with prune-like skin remnants between encrustations of giant barnacles – and whipped off to the nearest Centre for Marine Biology to be analysed, studied and probably kept in a pool and fed live fish, being unable to communicate because my voice box is pickled from overlong exposure to salt water, and anyway, I don’t speak the language.
There are helicopters buzzing about at the moment, which makes me wonder whether someone younger than I has pinched my idea and set off on this wonderful adventure without informing the authorities of their superpowers , thereby triggering an unnecessary air-sea search.
On the other hand, the helicopters may be up there shark spotting.
The edge of Australia is bursting with potential and full of excitement.