Future I
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The sea breeze propelled the waves that smashed onto the stone piles on the reefs and piers.
The residual foam fluttered into a bucket. The fish in the bucket thrashed and jumped, trying to return to the freedom of the sea, but they could not quite jump out.
In the end, they grew weary and sank down, lazily lying still as if to welcome their coming death.
The straight long road stretched from where it had broken out of the sea several days ago to a place 100 meters offshore where it turned into a downward stone staircase that led step by step into the sea.
Salt crystals still remained on this road that had been reshaped by sea rocks. It exuded a slight heat, so one would not feel cold when walking on it barefoot.
There was even a trace of warmth in the cold late winter wind.
An almost completely natural alchemy had occurred here.
Just in order to… let his creators fish.