The Hunt-An Ongoing Tale Chapter 11

I watch Brother lurk in the forest. He listens for sounds, feels in the darkness. He follows his senses.

  I am Beast. I am bitter. I am anger. I eat the flesh of the predator.   There are brigands. I saw them come. 

I was weak. It was day. I felt tired and weak.    The moon is not that big.

  It is night. I feel strong. I smell the man who       threatened Brother. I follow the smell. 

                     Brother went the wrong way. 

I am angry at the sword man on the horse. 

      I want to hurt him. I want to hurt his friends. They tried to hurt Brother.

I run fast. I am Beast. 

                       I run to the smell.

I watch. They are not Brother’s friend.

Aggggghhhh!!!!!!! Pain!!!!!!!   Trap! Silver! Nooo! Agggggggggggggg!

Brigand: ha ha, what did I tell you? Put silver on the spikes, put your sweaty shirt on it and you would capture a Beast. We are gonna get pay and payback all in the same night. Ha ha! Too much!

Author: The Storyteller

Benjamin Thiel is a husband, father, correctional professional and author of The Ongoing Tale at Brothers Campfire. His favorite quote is "Don't count the lions. It will make you afraid and slow you down."

4 thoughts on “The Hunt-An Ongoing Tale Chapter 11”

    1. My outlook is similar. Jeptha Berengar, or Beast, Is a man who was abandoned after he was bitten by wild creatures and began to gain a perpetual ugly appearance. His mother and father do not claim him. As the story progresses, you will see him grow a little!
      Thanks for the comment!

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