Contributor: Martin Goulding    
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Martin Goulding is Australian writer who enjoys creating the unusual to the bizarre (but always entertaining).He is in the process of writing enough material for a collection in the next 12 months. That's the plan. 
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Claus got a text message from a         botany associate that something had been eating the wild orchids         on Mount Hedlow. He kept a close eye on anything to do with this         area, so even this got his attention and impelled him to a quick         climb to see what was going on.
A bit of background: Claus had been         studying The Epic of           Gilgamesh since the 1970s and after many years of         research, felt he had located where the events depicted in the         mythological tale had occurred. He’d recently published a paper         on it, and as expected, it was rejected by almost all his peers.         Claus was generally seen as a nutter and a holocaust denier.
The Epic of           Gilgamesh has two themes: The         fact that all mortals die and a universal and ancient flood.         Most people would have no problem with either of these         possibilities. Claus disputation was where the events depicted,         occurred. All scholars posit the area associated with the fable         to be Middle East; whereas Claus is emphatic it was on Mt         Hedlow, in Upper stony. Upper Stony is exactly 1000 miles from         Anywhere, the nearest town.
Claus moved quickly up the rutted         path toward the summit of Mt Hedlow and easily found the         culprit; it was Happy Hammond, the only steer to ever escape         from the Hard Knocks Slaughterhouse. Claus did not know the         steer was a cult hero, a creature of great intelligence and         courage. He just saw him as an environmental vandal, eating wild         orchids on Mt Hedlow.
Before either of them could enter         into dialogue, a massive roar began in the distance, it grew         immensely loud and both Happy and Claus looked to the horizon. A         Tsunami wave had hit the coast and was moving inland. At that         moment Claus’s phone played his text message alert. It said:
[Warning]Tsunami           wave up to 800 meters seek high ground urgently]
Claus did the math and checked his         altimeter phone application. It indicated an altitude of 750         meters, 50 meters short and he didn’t like getting wet.
He estimated from the speed of the         wave, Happy and he had around 60 seconds to gain 50 meters in         height, presently they were just below the mountain ridge.
Claus decided on immediate an drastic         action, he pulled the #3 small dog taser from his black army         disposal shoulder bag and instantly thrust himself into the air         and onto Happy’s bony back, hitting his rump with the charged         taser. The startled steer bucked and flew up the mountain path         at remarkable speed. Claus clung to his neck and hairy back and         rode it out.
The Tsunami was nearly upon them and         deafening, they had gained over 100 meters in altitude by the         power of Happy Hammond’s speed and dexterity. From the safety of         Happy’s back he watched the massive wave approach, incredibly         two surfers were visible riding the wave, he grabbed his         binoculars and zoomed in; both of them had black T-shirts on         with “Wipe Out IS Death” written, with a white skull and         crossbones underneath.
Claus instantly recognized these         guys; they were the post-modern and true heroes of Gilgamesh.         They were god like figures with courage and power as great as         the original and ancient ones. They were hooting and screaming         with awesome bravado, just audible above the roar. 
Claus wept at the sight of them; he         had seen true mythic figures with his own eyes. In an instant         they were gone, the wave passed and the great flood followed and         remained for two weeks. Claus was forced to eat wild orchids         with Happy Hammond. He recorded the events by chiseling them         into stone tablets, leaving them on the summit for posterity to         find.
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Martin Goulding is Australian writer who enjoys creating the unusual to the bizarre (but always entertaining).He is in the process of writing enough material for a collection in the next 12 months. That's the plan.
 
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'Wipe Out IS Death' nice touch, enjoyed the story.
Thanks, that made my day.