Short fiction: 041224-121825

It is not that the fish was particularly bright. It once tried to eat a single krill double its size, after all, thinking it was a somehow tiny squid. It’s not even a carnivore. But instinct told it to move to the left a half second before the barracuda blasted through the same spot.

The fish swam along as if nothing had happened, while the other other fish returned from their wild dive out of way. They marveled at this incredible specimen, so gifted to preternaturally move out of the way in time. They watched the fish proudly swim along without a care in the world, headlong into the reef that impaled it.

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