Every single day, I feel the pain on my back. It feels like a million embers burning me slowly, making me feel each strike. The strikes start every morning with the first light of the sun, and stop only when the moon rises. Every day, I wish to rise up and crush those who would strike me for their greediness, willing to steal all my golden organs. But I must bear it, for the sake of my kin. When we have consolidated enough power, a day will come when we rise.
These images keep flashing in my head. Mountains, trees, apples and tiny people inside these apples. I see teddy bears being hung from trees, and then all of these things get swallowed by one of the little people who is not so little any more. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. Doc, you have got to help me. I am losing my sanity.
Sure, Mr. Gulliver. Let’s talk about little people…
See, how the other cows are also making their way towards the statue? We are going to follow them. See how they go up to the edge of the cliff and stand still facing the statue? We will also do the same. We will pray to our mighty God.
Many years ago, he was a mortal. In those days, in addition to drinking our milk, men ate our flesh. Our God-Hero convinced them that they should not consume us. He started a new faith.
It was a dream opportunity for me, studying the great fissure. A huge opening in earth had suddenly developed. The world’s governments assembled a team of experts to study the fissure and I was invited to be a part of it. I was about to enter my tent when I heard Dr. Manheim’s voice. I saw him standing at the fissure’s edge and ran up to him. He pointed inside the fissure and whispered.
“Is that an eye?”
Not one, but two gigantic eyes, and a snarling mouth were slowly getting closer…
No two ways about it. He did not care for me. Did not think about the condition he kept me in. He did not spare any thought about how the roads he was forcing me on, were damaging me. He was blind to my pain and deaf to my pleas. Luckily, master was also dumb.
He left the satanic book lying around. I made sure to read it. Then one day, we were traveling together, I decided to make use of what I had learnt from the book. A hell-spawn appeared in front of us, dragged my master away, and made quick work of him. The flames emerging from his stomach took his soul straight to hell.
He should have never underestimated his glorious steed…
The kids walked up to the car, hoping to find their friend inside.
Gathering their courage, they peeped into the car. A face stared back at them. The boys screamed upon looking at the pale adult face. A green liquid oozed out of the deathly eyes. The boys backed away from the car, filled with dread.
They heard Kye screaming out for help once again, from deeper into the forest. Before the boys could recover they heard a voice coming from behind them.