Post short stories you enjoyed reading. Fiction, non-fiction, professionally written, your own, whatever. Any genre except those about slaying dragons.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
"... Anyway, the white-eyed one, he had a woman with him in a black satin robe with a hood coverin' her head, an' she had a little boy with her."
"How do you know it was a woman?' Durnick interrupted.
"Have ye no eyes, man?" the dockhand laughed. "They don't walk the same as we do. There's a certain swayin' of the hips that no man alive can imitate ..."
The story of Moby Dick is based on a real New England whaling ship which was attacked by a whale sinking the ship and leaving several crew members in lifeboats.
Overtime they proceeded to perish with the last lifeboat resorting to cannibalism as fellow boat occupants died until they were finally rescued.
Now here is the kicker. After they had eaten one of their fellow crewmates and gotten back home to considerable judgment, especially since the captain was one of the survivors, it was revealed that in a similar circumstance when a crewmate had died in another stranded situation that the other crew members didn't eat them but rather used pieces of their body for bait to catch fish with which they ate.
