About An Island Lost
by Wayne Mansfield
37 pages / 10500 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-137-1
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David is thankful to survive a plane crash and to make it ashore to an
unknown island in the middle of nowhere. His first thought is of water and
food, and after struggling through the undergrowth he finds a beautiful
stream. He also finds Chip, another man who has been marooned on the island.
Chip takes him back to a small village where David discovers there are many
other men that have been stranded on the island and who are trying to make
the best of their lives there.
But there is a dark secret. “Why are there no women?” he asks. “There was
one once,” is the reply, but what has happened to the mysterious Miranda?
For David the question is no more than a fleeting thought until he does
something that brings him face to face with the irate Miranda, and there is
only one thing that will soothe her ire. David’s life.
Sample
As Chip and I entered the small clearing by the stream I saw that small
torches had been placed along both edges. Even more dazzling was the
collection of naked flesh, oiled and glistening in the flickering firelight.
The men, made athletic by the toil of daily living on the island, watched me
enter and soon fell into silence.
Digby stepped forward.
"If you are to be one of us then you must be cleansed of the old world. It's
just a small ritual we perform on anyone who should happen upon our little
island. It's our way of welcoming you into our fold. Step into the water,
please."
I hesitated but Chip nodded and I did as I'd been asked. The water was cold,
but the night was balmy so there was no discomfort.
A group of five toned, young men stepped forward, three from the opposite
side of the stream and two from the side I had come from. They approached me
with expressionless faces and placed the palms of their hands on my head and
shoulders, pushing me down until I was sitting and then lying back in the
water. Where their hands had been, the sunburn began to throb, but I gritted
my teeth and bore the pain in silence. Another man, athletically built and
completely shaven, walked into the water carrying a large metal ewer of
thick, gooey liquid that he proceeded to pour along the length of my body.