Moby Dick in 100 Words

Call me Ishmael.

I sailed on The Pequod. I now ramble about the minutia of New Bedford, boats, and whaling.

My Captain obsessed more over a whale than I do about long-winded descriptions. Call him Ahab.

In his defense, the whale did take his leg. Call it Moby Dick.

We sail around The Cape into the great Pacific expanse, capture whales, and extract oil. I produce endless verbiage on these subjects.

Southward we voyage in pursuit. Further. Finally, the chase. Moby smashes all the boats.

Ahab harpoons Moby Dick. The line tangles. Moby swims away, dragging Ahab to his death.