Brothers Campfire 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.

7 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire The Hunt-An Ongoing Tale Chapter 11

  1. rue202 says:

    Freakin’ awesome!!! From the mention of silver, I am guessing that the Beast is actually a werewolf?

    1. The Storyteller says:

      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!

  2. mattsnyder1970 says:

    This was a hoot to perform for the podcast, really loving the progression of the story Ben, having come so late in the game reading the conclusion before anything else

    1. The Storyteller says:

      Thank you Matt Snyder! I appreciate you taking the time to read the Ongoing Tale! You are all that and a cylinder of Pringles!


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