Short Story: The Common Sydney Octopus

The sun was slowly melting my skin, as I clipped my torch to my BCD. My dive buddy and I proceeded to the entrance of Bare Island. Swaggering down the sandstone stairs, our dive boots gripping the ground, we heard squish-squashing as we carefully dodged the slippery, slimy potholes made by Sea Urchins and generalContinue reading “Short Story: The Common Sydney Octopus”