This short story is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales writing prompt.
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He released the salmon from the net and eyed it curiously as it lay exhausted on the bank.
It looked for all the world just like a fish, big and silver, but a fish nonetheless, and his mouth watered at the thought of the taste of it, even if it imparted nothing else.
“You may eat all of my flesh, but you will never be a whit the wiser for it. Your kind live in darkness and no light of mine could ever pierce it,” the salmon of knowledge said in the instants before the club fell and snuffed out its light forever.