The waiting wolf

The waiting wolf

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I know it has been quite a while I last wrote any fictional flash, however I’m quite certain it is still in me and so today I decide to take you on an epic adventure. This adventure hangs from the very jaw of fear, a mystic, whose mystery posses a stunning reflection of our timid hearts. See:
The little mansion I and our little sister resides stood sky reaching at the top of the hill; they call it gentle hill. There- surrounding the hill, stretching from its base for a few hundred meters-lies a little swamp soaring with rich swampy lives. The swamp of course had always fed us with a little agricultural and hunting option. The big toads of the swamp, when roasted and dried, then introduced into my mum’s spicy melon soup is quite an irresistible dish when served with pounded yam. The vegetable of course, is a product of our little vegetable beds just at the dryer tip of our gentle hill. We rarely venture beyond our hill, reason best known to our parents.
So that faithful day, I clocked thirteen and the man in me was starting to whisper no more but brawl at me. So, I waited for dad to leave in his rickety truck, then I followed the bridge path, untill it terminated at the dryer landmass unfolding a prairie like expanse. This of course appeared as paradise to me, as the world I knew of was the barren hill top and the muddy swamp one. So I hopped around and about, happy at the lush beauty of the grassy expanse. But you see, little did I know evil lurks around, I saw a tree far beyond, I assumed the tree is of fruity goodness so I advance anxiously, hoping I would even get extras for my little sister. I was quite pacey and realized in no time that the tree was just meters away. Then I heard a loud, frightening sound, “Grrrrrrrrrrrr!” I quickly swiveled my head to where the sound came, and out of one the numerous tiny copses came a ferocious animal now charging at me. I felt an extra burst of energy as I rushed towards the tree and climbed it in seconds. I sat there, at a top branch of the tree, watching the seemingly hungry wolf roam below. So at the top of the tree I sat, waiting in misery for help of any sort. There I still was when darkness came upon us, there I noticed even beyond the horror beneath him, shone the eyes of his kinds. They send echoes of howls beyond the expanse. I believe I was toast as there seemed no miracle that could deliver me safely back home. So I sat there hungry and tired and hopeless until I dozed off, then I didn’t know how but I slipped and fell and then, all I knew was that the waiting creature charged at me and that was all I could remember.
Two days later I opened my eyes and found my dad by my side. He was so happy to see me come back around, but as an inquisitive boy that I was, I took no time in asking how, I had been saved from the hyena. He cleared his throat and said:

“That wolf saved your life my son, what you never knew was that we are a direct descendant of the wolf clan and our clan is the greatest friends of the wolves, however what you didn’t know as well was that you shouldn’t be caught out side in the swamp at night as foul creature crawls the swamp, they are called the poisonous  diving berries, and you see that grassland you were found, the prairie has a handful of other carnivores aside our friendly wolves and that was while upon seeing you and sensing that the wolf clan blood flows in your veins he decided to stay close so as to protect you. So there I sat, wondering how ridiculously I was indeed wary of my true enemies. Our instincts always prove the wisest, but are they really are?

You were wrong

You were wrong

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You are a perfect 21st century human, your beliefs exclusively based on what can be proved scientifically; you hate the word supernatural or mysterious. It is an ordinary night; you are returning from a movie, you held tight the steering of your car, anxious to get home because the peach beside you is incomparable. This is not only because she is beautiful but more because you've got feelings for her. You gassed on high, swerving through corners, her shiny black hair brush you occasionally during the drive. You are now few meters away from home, everything is working fine when she suddenly screamed 'watch out look out!'
You pressed the brake just in time to save both your lives. You eased off the seat belt, you could hardly rise, you were dizzy, you heard faint panting beside you, then a scream:
'Oh my god!'
'Calm down baby! we are not far from home’ you replied her. You reached out for her hands and helped her up. You walked over to the cause of the near accident. It was a tree, its spanned the whole length of the road and you can't cross over with a car. You began to regret your having to reside out there in the woods. She approached walking much more comfortably now. 'baby what next?' she asked.
'We'll have to walk the rest of the journey.' you replied. You returned to the car remove your key and secured the car before moving out. You advanced steadily not sure what roams the woods that late in the night. You began to hear strange voices and noises, you were not bothered. You held on to your pistol 'it is only some wolves and likes,’ you said to yourself. It then started to rain. You noticed no shelter around so you moved on. The rain turned heavy, you were wet head to toe and you noticed she is not keeping up, you looked back and saw her; she was half human half fish, a mermaid. You fainted and when it stopped raining you find yourself at home with her by your bedside fully human again. You were more dazed than frightened. 'May be it was all a dream after all.' you said to yourself. However, you know you were only deceiving yourself as this reality is totally against your beliefs. 'May be I've always been wrong' you finally said to yourself.