Post by ilikegreen on Feb 23, 2008 18:42:01 GMT -8
I was flying my airplane over the South Atlantic when the needle on the fuel gauge suddenly dropped. A hole in the gas tank had appeared, and I was losing what little fuel I had quickly. I noticed a small archipelago ahead of me and I was nowhere near civilization. I put the plane in autopilot, grabbed a parachute, and aimed for the beach. I took a deep breath, and jumped. The rush of air surrounded me, and I jerked on my rip cord. I watched my plane continue to fly overhead and heard the engine begin to stop. The noise of the plane dwindled as it moved away. I saw it suddenly dive and plummet into the depths of the ocean. In the next second, I was skidding on the strikingly white sands of the largest island in the archipelago.
The climate was exasperatingly hot and humid; a great difference from that of my air-conditioned plane. Occasionally there was a sweet breeze of tropical air. The sound of the wind rushing through th trees of the jungle-like forest and the waves filled the air. I heard the sporadic chatter of seagulls as I removed my parachute. Upon further listening, I heard the distinct screech of monkeys and the calls of exotic birds.
The sand was incredibly fine. It stuck to everything. The tide was out at the moment, and I noticed a coral reef stretching along the island for as far as I could see. There were many fish and turtles at the reef. Two large mountains jutted from the center of the island, and I noticed the outline of a few caves dotted along them. The water in the ocean was extremely clear. I let the waves wash over my bare feet, and retracted them with a jolt; the water was deathly cold.
From above I had seen no signs of habitation on the island, so I decided to explore. To escape the blistering heat or midday, I plunged into the shady foliage of the island. It was surprisingly easy to maneuver through the trees. I noticed some tracks left perhaps by feral pigs, and others, left by wild dogs, or coyote like animals. Taking note of these, I grabbed a large, heavy stick.
There was an abundance of birds with various color schemes, ranging from solid reds, whites, and blues, to a conglomeration of the three. Many of the I had never seen the likes of before. I also noticed the lack of snakes at which I was overjoyed. Strange fruit hung from the trees, along with normal coconuts and pineapples. The fruit was either green with fluorescent spots of red, or orange with cool blue spots or stripes. I tried one of each of these. They both tasted like fruit smoothies with peanut butter thrown in. It wasn't that bad. I noticed the land had become steeper, and the trees became more sparse. I had reached the mountain.
As I walked closer, the trees gave way to small shrubs and grasses. I approached the opening of a cave. I went in and found it to be dry and airy. As I proceeded further I noticed a faint glow from around a corner. I went around the corner and saw a mass of luminescent crystals that glowed with either a white or neon green light. I touched the tip of one and a sharp sensation of pain shot up my finger; they were sharp. I kicked some crystals in anger as I put my finger in my mouth to staunch the bleeding. Some crystals broke off and hit the floor. I picked a large one up carefully, and kept it; it could be useful later. As I turned to exit, I was startled by a skeleton resting in the corner. I had not previously seen it as I passed to look at the crystals. There were no articles of clothing or weaponry around it, only bones. There was no indication of how long it had been there.
I exited the cave and continued along my way up the mountain, passing caves that were more like nicks in the mountainside. Eventually, I reached the top of the mountain. The winds were stronger here but they were refreshing.
The view was spectacular. I could see the entire island and another island off in the distance. I discovered that half of the island had solid, glossy black rocks on the shore. They were constantly beaten by rough waves. I could hear all the chatter of the animals and the sound of the ocean crashing on the shore. I noticed a pool of water surrounded by a patch of green in the valley between the two mountains. I took one last look and began my descent down the mountain toward the valley.
Upon further inspection of the valley, I discovered the pool of water came from a spring of clean, fresh, cool water. There were lemon and lime trees and an abundance of grass that was thick, cool, and soft. There was also a long abandoned shack. I found nothing of use in it. The valley was high in relation to the rest of the island. It too had a spectacular view.
By now the sun was setting, and the sky became illuminated with every color of the rainbow; from green to purple to red. It reflected beautifully on the ocean and I saw dolphins jumping in the water outside the reef. The volcanic rock of the mountains shined, sparkled, and glittered as the sun hit them. It seemed as if the brightest time of day was just before night. In the remaining light, I drank some water, said my prayers, and hunkered down in the shack for a restless night's sleep.
The climate was exasperatingly hot and humid; a great difference from that of my air-conditioned plane. Occasionally there was a sweet breeze of tropical air. The sound of the wind rushing through th trees of the jungle-like forest and the waves filled the air. I heard the sporadic chatter of seagulls as I removed my parachute. Upon further listening, I heard the distinct screech of monkeys and the calls of exotic birds.
The sand was incredibly fine. It stuck to everything. The tide was out at the moment, and I noticed a coral reef stretching along the island for as far as I could see. There were many fish and turtles at the reef. Two large mountains jutted from the center of the island, and I noticed the outline of a few caves dotted along them. The water in the ocean was extremely clear. I let the waves wash over my bare feet, and retracted them with a jolt; the water was deathly cold.
From above I had seen no signs of habitation on the island, so I decided to explore. To escape the blistering heat or midday, I plunged into the shady foliage of the island. It was surprisingly easy to maneuver through the trees. I noticed some tracks left perhaps by feral pigs, and others, left by wild dogs, or coyote like animals. Taking note of these, I grabbed a large, heavy stick.
There was an abundance of birds with various color schemes, ranging from solid reds, whites, and blues, to a conglomeration of the three. Many of the I had never seen the likes of before. I also noticed the lack of snakes at which I was overjoyed. Strange fruit hung from the trees, along with normal coconuts and pineapples. The fruit was either green with fluorescent spots of red, or orange with cool blue spots or stripes. I tried one of each of these. They both tasted like fruit smoothies with peanut butter thrown in. It wasn't that bad. I noticed the land had become steeper, and the trees became more sparse. I had reached the mountain.
As I walked closer, the trees gave way to small shrubs and grasses. I approached the opening of a cave. I went in and found it to be dry and airy. As I proceeded further I noticed a faint glow from around a corner. I went around the corner and saw a mass of luminescent crystals that glowed with either a white or neon green light. I touched the tip of one and a sharp sensation of pain shot up my finger; they were sharp. I kicked some crystals in anger as I put my finger in my mouth to staunch the bleeding. Some crystals broke off and hit the floor. I picked a large one up carefully, and kept it; it could be useful later. As I turned to exit, I was startled by a skeleton resting in the corner. I had not previously seen it as I passed to look at the crystals. There were no articles of clothing or weaponry around it, only bones. There was no indication of how long it had been there.
I exited the cave and continued along my way up the mountain, passing caves that were more like nicks in the mountainside. Eventually, I reached the top of the mountain. The winds were stronger here but they were refreshing.
The view was spectacular. I could see the entire island and another island off in the distance. I discovered that half of the island had solid, glossy black rocks on the shore. They were constantly beaten by rough waves. I could hear all the chatter of the animals and the sound of the ocean crashing on the shore. I noticed a pool of water surrounded by a patch of green in the valley between the two mountains. I took one last look and began my descent down the mountain toward the valley.
Upon further inspection of the valley, I discovered the pool of water came from a spring of clean, fresh, cool water. There were lemon and lime trees and an abundance of grass that was thick, cool, and soft. There was also a long abandoned shack. I found nothing of use in it. The valley was high in relation to the rest of the island. It too had a spectacular view.
By now the sun was setting, and the sky became illuminated with every color of the rainbow; from green to purple to red. It reflected beautifully on the ocean and I saw dolphins jumping in the water outside the reef. The volcanic rock of the mountains shined, sparkled, and glittered as the sun hit them. It seemed as if the brightest time of day was just before night. In the remaining light, I drank some water, said my prayers, and hunkered down in the shack for a restless night's sleep.
