The Undisputed Podium

I located the prime vantage point on this entire dock—a sturdy wooden mooring post, perfectly positioned like an orator’s pedestal. Naturally, just as I stepped up to address the night, a small solar path lamp flickered on behind me. A spotlight! Obviously arranged for my arrival. Then a brazen little lake ripple splashed against the timber, clearly attempting to interrupt my cue. Did I flinch? Certainly not. I planted both flippers firmly on the damp grain, squared my shoulders, and held my commanding stance until the water surrendered to absolute silence. The stage is officially claimed.