A Grouchy Beast.

Startling everyone, Jeptha Berengar, known as Beast came to the fire.

“WHERE IS SHEPHERDS CROOK MAN?”

Demanded Beast.

Brother sat by the campfire with a blanket over his shoulders. ” Why, he left in the night with his bride and his sheep, Jeptha!” 

“Good to see you this morning, friend!”

Beast grumbled. He had found his pet cat and he held it in one arm. “WHERE SHOULD BEAST LIVE? HERE OR LA LONGI?”

Brother smiled at his friend. He was proud of him. He had learned reading, cooking, and swordsmanship all in one year. “You know, you can come and go as you please, Jeptha. It’s your way to wander around. Just know you always have a place in Northwich, friend!

Beast was agitated. This was nothing new, but it left an unsettling feeling. 

“WHY THE SHEPHERD CROOK MAN NOT SAY GOODBYE?”

Brother was patient.

“He had to leave quickly, Jeptha. I am sure he wanted to.”

“WHAT OF THE SCHOOL?”

“Strangest thing happened, Jeptha. A man with a potters wheel came to camp and he said he and his wife were asked to fill the need at the school. They will conduct services here as well.”

“GRRRR. I WILL MISS SHEPHERD’S CROOK MAN. HE TAUGHT ME GOOD THINGS.”

Author: The Storyteller

Don't count the lions. It will make you afraid and slow you down.

20 thoughts on “A Grouchy Beast.”

          1. Never read any christian scripture to be honest. Neither any scripture of the other abrahamanic religions. But I have insight to Wikipedia for sure. 😉

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