God Said: Have a Ring Fisherman
Vasily’s small caique just reaches the fishing port of Parcet. Nets full of fish are waiting selection some for the home, for the market & the best for restaurants. He has many weeks pulling out of sea so heavy nets. He laughs. Apart him, four mouths are waiting home to get fed.
One after the other the different fish from the nets go to different baskets besides him. The noisy flying seagulls over him make cycles as come closer and closer. In an instant from the net Vasily grasps something among algae, heavy and long. What surprise! It was a woman’s hand cut right from the arm. Her index finger adorns a glittering ring with a giant gem stone. Hesitates for a while.
Should he visit police or…?
He wakes up.
“So, was it all a dream?!!”
On the nightstand beside him a ring with a precious stone shines.
(The photo I used is mine)