I could sense its presence much before it came into view, and the shiver that ran through my body had nothing to do with the ice-cold seawater. I knew the monster was coming for me.
I saw it now, piercing through the sea mist and looming ominously over me like a kraken. Very soon, it would attempt to hunt me down, and finally, vengeance would be mine.
I could forgive him the leathery taste of that rotten leg, but Captain Ahab deserved the tortures of the nine circles of hell for naming a majestic whale like me, Moby Dick!
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99 words.
Written in response to the Carrot Ranch Literary Community’s Flash Fiction Challenge,hosted by Charli Mills.
jagahdilmein 
So clever and I totally agree!
Ha ha ha, thank you so much Violet.
Brilliant!
Thank you so much Susan.
I enjoy your twists. Interesting how ‘nick-names’ can haunt beings in life and in death too!
Thank you so much Jules.
Ah! Did he really deserve that? A clever take, indeed.
Thank you so much Priya.
Good perspective. Yep, in the next scene Ahab has a whale of a time.
Names matter! Clever perspective, Anurag.
Thank you so much Charli.
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Awesome! The whale was my favorite character in that great work. Melville should’ve titled it Call Me Moby. 😀
Ha ha ha. Thank you so much Robert.