Brothers Campfire A Moment Of Clarity -An Ongoing Tale Chapter 162

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I am Beast. I eat the flesh of predators. I write on parchment. I walk in the hills.

The hills are clay. TheMan with the Pottery Wheel uses clay. It is wet and sticky when it rains or snows.

I wonder about mom so long ago.

She was soft and safe. 

I am hard outside. Soft inside. I keep things safe. 

There is a word for a woman that  lost her husband. 

Widow.

What is name for mother who lost her son?

I don’t know.

There are fierce people here. Fiercer than the Heron. They shoot arrows at me and make no peace.

They call me yenaldooshi like Ahusaka did. I hear them whisper. They are not quiet enough to take me.

I walk into their camp and they fear. Why they look for me then? Maybe not so fierce. They made a totem that looks like me.

The forest makes me calm. I think more clearly here. Some pain stays. Some pain goes away.

The moon will be full soon. I try to ignore it. It tears at me and I feel wild. 

I feel my body changing. The outside is the same. The inside changes. Then I am RAGE AND BITTERNESS.

I try never to scratch or bite when men try to hurt me. I do not want them to be like me. They can get my sickness.

I kill what I bite.

It must be. 

There must be no more of me.

Author: Benjamin

Benjamin Thiel is a community leader, urban farmer, and author of The Ongoing Tale at Brothers Campfire. He might know a guy...

11 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire A Moment Of Clarity -An Ongoing Tale Chapter 162”

    1. Benjamin says:

      Jeptha tje Beast does not want to hurt anyone with his bite.

        1. Benjamin says:

          He was bitten by a horrible creature as a child and has a disease that is contagious. He is frequently dreiven from places due to his grotesque look and sometimes has to fight.

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