Hello, I am back. I placed the responsibility of keeping the fire on the Bard. He kept everyone in Northwich awake with his carrying on it would seem.
I neglected to say I was leaving. I went to a nearby Heron village.
I spoke with an elder of the Heron tribe about a local legend. I am getting acquainted with the elders to reduce tensions between Northwich and the Heron.
The Heron elder had a story about creatures called Pequin.
They say that in another world a mighty hunter named Igdon became renowned for his skill in the hunt and his ability to cook delicious food. Igdon became great among the tribes and united them. He made the tribes prosperous and called for feasts he prepared himself. He led hunting parties into new hunting grounds full of game and herbs.
Igdon began demanding tribute from tribes far away to enrich his village. In his acquisition of power he came across a secret ingredient for his feasts, the Pequin.
Igdon went to the elders and presented the Pequin herb. Igdon said, ” songs will be sung of my prowess on the hunt and my feasts for generations! “
After presenting the Pequin to the elders, the elders warned him of the Pequin. “There is evil in this herb,” Said one elder. “Fire, burning and death, ” said another.
Igdon told the elders, “you have not attained my greatness in your youth. You envy my ability to gather warriors for the hunt and the feasts I assemble.
I will call a feast for all the tribes.”
Igdon led a hunt like no other hunt recorded in the songs of the elders. He directed the preparation of savory meats and soups.
Many songs and stories were told at the feast.
The Pequin did it’s work. Warriors and their women wondered in amazement at the feast and the rich spicy flavoring.
Igdon had many such feasts and hunts. Over time he had the vision of the thunderbird and became a warchief. Igdon became renowned in all of the tribes and their songs.
Igdon went to the elders that remained yet alive.
” the Pequin has been strong medicine for me. I am no longer Igdon,
I am Igdon Pequin, Warchief.”
Silence fell among the elders. They refrained from speaking. Igdon knew it was respectful to let the elders gather their thoughts.
“Igdon Pequin, Warchief” replied the eldest elder. ” Igdon, you have hunted and prepared many feasts. You have led warriors in many battles and they sing their own songs.
You have let the Pequin rule you, Igdon. You prepare Pequin, smoke Pequin, and eat Pequin. All of your songs in the lodges are of Pequin.
You are blinded by Peqiun. You have become Peqiun.”
“Not true!” Replied Igdon. ” I have come to speak of how you were wrong and you envy my medicine.”
The elders were again silent and Igdon Pequin went his way. As he walked, he saw a beautiful flower. He thought to himself, ” I will bring this to a lovely young lady”. The flower wilted in his hands. ” that is strange,” he muttered, casting the flower aside.
Igdon walked to a pond. It was still and calm. He went to admire his reflection.
To his dismay, he had changed. When he looked in the pond, he saw a withered dark red body with fearsome eyes. He did not see Igdon. Quickly, he looked at himself. He examined his hands, arms, legs and body. All was as it should be. He looked again at his reflection and recoiled at what he saw.
Igdon Pequin left the pond and into a meadow. The sun shone brightly upon Igdon. Igdon wiped his brow. When he did so, his eyes burned. His eyes burned so badly that he yelled, “eye eye eye eye.”
Sobbing from the intense pain to his eyes, Igdon Pequin ran out of the meadow blinded and fell into a hole and into our world. Out of his body, Pequin grew. Not an herb, but the creature.
I listened attentively to the elder. He continued.
“They are like withered men blinded by their desire to burn with their hands like Igdon Pequin did to himself. There are Pequin in the forest, Brother.”
Beast is careful not to hurt Wispy Sapling.
Wispy is small and weak.
Wispy tells me to hold baskets. I am tired.
It is day. I am still very strong. Just very tired. Beast watches the moon at night.
The moon gets big and round.
Wispy wants mushrooms from the forest.
I can smell them.
I can smell predator. Larry was a predator but not good to eat. Larry was a person predator. I must not eat person predators.
Brother says so.
Brother says do not be alone with Wispy Sapling. He said so in front of her. Wispy became angry with Brother. Wispy says she can handle herself.
I tell Wispy she bring friends. She brings her mom.
Mom. What is mom?
Brother is family.
My brain is fast today.
We gather mushrooms I smell berries and useful plants.
I smell a bear. He is far away.
I like when my head thinks smart thoughts.
Brother told Wispy Sapling, do not touch Jeptha. Wispy does not touch me.
I do not want to fight. When someone touches Beast, BEAST FIGHTS!
I am happy to be a Heron. The tribe likes me.
I gather and hunt. They like to eat deer.
I like deer. They are like home to me. I do not want to kill deer. I like predator meat. I smell a bear. They hurt to fight. Beast gets better fast.
Last night I was strong. The wind blew and the moon waxed. I found red predator meat.
I did not share. It did not smell like deer. I did not bring it to camp. The red predator stays away. It knows I will eat.
68 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire Throwback Thursday 4/23/3020”
Love it. Really interesting stories to read and look forward to Ben😊
Thank you friend! I appreciate it! I have new material written, but time is holding me back a little! Gotta pay the bills!!!
Nice to read it again.
Thank you! Many have not yet read it, so I am trying to assist in getting readers caught up!
I see. I wonder, have you come across a blogger who has a blog like yours? Where he posts a continuing story? I would like to find more blogs of this fashion. It is very interesting
I have looked around and have not seen too many. It seems the authors of such sites get bored or try to sell a book. If I see any that are still going I will let you know!
You might become a role model!
That sounds scary! I would have to act right all the time!
You do act right all the time. As far as I know
Oh, btw, Happy Earth Day. I even made a slogan:
Social distance is the hour’s need,
While at Home, sow a seed.
Haha. Just a joke.
I like your poetry! You are a Natural at it!
Not as good as the bard though!
Take care 🤗
Thank you froend!
Thank you Lydia! My Beloved says hello!
I reply with “hey!”
Have you ever heard of a slice of cheddar cheese on apple pie?
Yes, I like that idea!
You are disgusting!!!! Your dad said they would do that in WI
Oh…. It was a trick to test for accuracy. Indeed, I would have cheddar cheese and apple pie without hesitation.
But…. ew! I am seriously going to puke.
Oh, are you a lunchable and hot pocket girl?
I would if I could eat them, but that’s still not cheese on pie.
I am going to pray that God heals you from your medical concern with wheat. I have seen God do it many times and he can do it for you.
So kind of you.
Very good. Spoken like a true deep state troll.
It’s how we roll here at Brothers Campfire!
I can tell. I have a nose for these things.
I’m very effective. I have over 9000 followers.
You are an influential individual! You should use these newfound powers for good!
I will! Just you wait!
I know you will!
it’s really good !
Thank You Pooja Rani Rani! I appreciate the feedback!!!
My pleasure 🤠
The Alchemist has your socks and is using them to make minions to do his bidding from what I understand.
It is early for you and late for me!
Do you have lots of work to do today?
Do you have a laid back easy day?
Do you have a boring day ahead?
not now but many time yeah
How to blog attached with google?
I don’t understand.
Can you help me understand?
let it be
Awesome read, Ben! I nominated you for the Vincent Ehindero Award because I really love your short stories! Keep up the great work!
Thank you so much for the nomination, Friend!!!!
You’re very welcome!!!
Hey, Thank you Friend!!!!