THE MOON WAS FULL.
MY HEART BEAT FASTER AND FASTER. BEAST WAS NOT STILL. ALL THE PAIN INSIDE SCREAMED TO COME OUT. AGGGGGHHHH!
PAIN
PAIN
PAIN
I AM BEAST. I AM RAGE AND BITTERNESS.
BEAST RAN THROUGH THE FOREST.
WHAT WAS IT?
BEAST WAS QUIET.
BEAST SMELLED A PEQUIN.
NO. PEQUINS.
BEAST DOES NOT BITE WHAT BEAST DOES NOT KILL.
BE STILL BEAST.
CLOSER
CLOSER
THE PEQUINS SAT UNAWARE OF ME. I HOWLED.
I AM BEAST. THEY TURNED.
BEAST ROARED.
I AM BEAST.
ALL IS BETTER NOW.
The moon was full. I was in a rage I could not control.
Day came and then, calm.
I came to myself in horror thinking I had eaten a Forest Person.
Clothing was everywhere, trinkets were on the ground.
I ate the belongings of a Heron Person.
The Heron Village laughed at my stupor.
They entertained themselves with my confusion. They had left out clothing that smelled of predator.
I laugh now! They Joke. They tell me it is a joke.
They bring me trinkets and food. I dwell with them at daytime.
When darkness comes, I am strong. I run with the wind when it blows. I am rage, I eat the flesh of the predator.
I long to sit with Brother at the Campfire. He went to the King for me, and is separated from his family.
Brother is kind.
I am still. I am Beast
Author: Benjamin
Benjamin Thiel is a community leader, urban farmer, and author of The Ongoing Tale at Brothers Campfire. He might know a guy...
The Herons have a familiar sense of humor.