Titan

By Ben Reid

The waters surged and boiled, wave upon wave rising at my bidding. Now master of all, with the slightest twitch of my hands—the merest suggestion of my mighty will—the little world shook. I watched the insignificant denizens of this globe spin and tumble helplessly in its currents as the rocks and sand of the sea bed swirled. The world was mine, the fire was flooding through my veins when, suddenly, the awesome focus of my power was shattered by the fateful cry:

“Alan! Put the bloody fish bowl down and come and have your tea before you break something.”