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"SSC12 - Wally the Penguin"

High above the Earth, where the sky drains away to oblivion, and satellites buzz around, sending countless packets of useless information all over the world, vast areas of the Earth can be seen. The clouds bend and twist, streams of white flowing all over the world. An then, a white continent, not of cloud, but ice and rock, at the bottom of the world. On this ice and rock sat Wally the Penguin, looking up, and wishing he could see the world. As he sat on the ice, slowly freezing to it, he imagined flying like the graceful albatross around him, gliding high above his friends and family, occasionally defecating on them. A smile formed across his beak at the thought of this. An albatross landed on a nearby ice ridge, and Wally got up and, patting his huge herring filled belly, he waddled precariously over to it.

Twitching nervously the albatross eyed him cautiously. Wally squawked and flapped his wings. Screeching out the albatross turned, and extended its wings, leaned forward and leapt off the ridge. Wally stared for a moment, contemplating this, then, wobbling back and forth, he climbed onto the ledge. Below him the sheer cliff gradually evened off to a flat ledge before ending in a sheer drop over the ocean. He could see other penguins below him diving in, and fishing for herring and old boots. Ahead of him the albatross glided off into the sunset, and, wanting such a sentimental exit, Wally opened his stubby wings and hopped off the cliff.

At the base of the cliff a dozen penguins milled around franticly as a huge cloud of snow descended on the group. A high pitched shreik accompanied the cloud and it quickly neared the cliff. Many penguins jumped into the water in desperation, others cowering behind rocks. Wally reached the edge of the cliff and flapped his wings in desperation. He shot off the cliff leaving a trail of snow, mingling with the air momentarily, before drifting down to the water.

Air whistled around Wally as he glided away from the cliff, and he squaked with delight, much to the amazement of other penguins below him, who just thought he was nuts. Wally flapped his wings, his huge belly slopping around with the motion and raised his beak to the sky. Albatross and Gulls scattered around him as he shot past. The ice he'd called home gradually became fainter in his mind, and in reality as he head into the skies above him, the exhilaration feeding his now aching muscles. The sky grew darker and the air thinner and still on he flew, ever looking up at the approaching stars. A tear emerged from his eyes, but crystalised before it could fall. Freezing antarctic winds whipped around Wally but nothing could deter him. On and on he flew for what seemed like eternity and became lost to others and to himself. As the sky became darker, it also became lighter and as he got colder and colder he went numb and all that was left was light.


For Lauren

Fozz wrote:
> thanks. my gf (lauren) likes penguins, so how could I resist?

Hang on to her, Mr Fozz.

That story was excellent. "Silly premise"? Genius more like.

And you think theres something silly about penguins flying?? lol

Silly premise but you have a talent for writing.

I liked the idea that penguins could think others of their kind 'nuts'. I found that amusing :)

Definitely weird, but the start was quite amusing, "Twitching nervously the albatross eyed him cautiously." Heh, don't know why I found that part funny but it built a good picture in my mind.. :D

I liked it.

I just realised that there isnt actually any reference to "shard of light"....but it did say "it can play as big or small a part in your story as you like, and fozz shall reign supreme forever, amen". or something along those lines. well..at least there is some light at the end...sort of.

lol. Yeah, I do try to be weird. I consider weird to be a compliment. like in donnie darko..... Damm that evil sadistic bunny of death (frank) was hot. eh?

That was f***ing wierd. :-\

Not that that's a bad thing, you understand. :-D

thanks. my gf (lauren) likes penguins, so how could I resist?

Yep, that was a pretty good piece of writing

Nice one, Fozz :D