To the bold ff.net user in 2013 who tried to write Moby-Dick from the whale’s perspective, please get back here you were cooking
[Call me Moby-Dick. Or just Moby, that's better. Yeah, I'm the White Whale, the dreaded Leviathan, or whatever the hell Ahab's christened me. People say I'm evil. I'm a ruthless killer with no regard for human life. Not exactly. It's not that simple. I'm an outcast from the other whales with no entertainment. That's why I go attack people. I'm bored and full of angst. At least I'm not a liar. Damn right I tore off Ahab's leg. Should've torn off the other one too, when I had the chance.
The book is named for ME. Moby-Dick. That's ME, bitches. Not that punk-ass Ishmael kid who narrates the book like HE owns it. Since I'm the star, I'll tell you how the story really happened.]





















