He was Looking for Something

Golem shivered as he considered his plan. It had been raining consistently for a week and it was a November and a tad cooler on the islands and a steady wind was blowing out of the north. It only ever really got a tad cooler in Thailand when the wind came in from that direction. Golem was chilled. He had been drinking the last few days and not eating a whole hell of a lot. He had been in the water countless times each day and night, looking for whatever it was the island had in mind for him. He knew Elephant Island had something in mind for him alright, but he couldn’t see yet exactly what it was that he was going to find and the thought of it was driving Golem to the brink of madness. He’d look at the sky, the sea, the sand, the hills in the background and fuck now and then and sit on his balcony on the water and try and see exactly what this fickle woman had in mind. It was so, so clear, and yet he was so, so blind. That must be it.