Post by hundredwords on Mar 18, 2006 12:13:22 GMT -5
"...and it roared so loud, that it shook the tree's Maye.
Then I took a vine and made a loop, the bear racing for me. I jumped to a
BIG rock and pulled the rope around it's neck. I tied it to the tree and
went to get the other villagers. And that, my friend, is how I, Lee the
Great, bagged my first animal." Lee bowed to Maye, who clapped wildly. "Oh
that was great Lee, but was it true?" Lee starred at her. "What do you mean?
Is it true? Of course it was, look here, and here. I got those from the
fight and these." Lee showed off his cuts to the still awed Maye. Maye and
Lee had been best friends ever since Maye was found along a forest path,
half buried in leaves, when she was a very small child. She was raised by
the village healer woman, and soon grew into a beautiful woman. With
beautiful bark brown eyes that glowed in wonder at nature, her face tanned
by the sun, had freckles splattered over her body. Maye was not too tall but
not short either, around 5'5", perfect height back in 426 G.C. She was
always trying to get away with wearing men's clothing or knee length dresses
and skirts. Maye was so persistent about it, that the old village healer had
almost given up trying to put woman's clothing on the exuberant girl. Maye
was always in the forest or off in some caves exploring and playing with the
animals. Maye had what the village people called, 'magic' for animals. They
never seemed to fear of be mad around Maye; she was their calming devise.
Lee was off on his latest adventure, leaving Maye behind for some reason.
Maye sat in her corner of the hut, mashing up leaves for a ointment when the
runner rushed into her hut. "Lee's been taken captive! The pirates have
taken him and a group of boys as slaves!" Maye jumped up and raced outside,
NO! Not Lee! Anyone but Lee. Maye stared at the sea, black sails just
disappearing over the horizon. Maye rushed down and pushed a canoe into the
water, there was no hope, nothing could save Lee now. Maye just sat in her
boat, no tears coming, pain numbing her, never again, would she see his face
again.
Then I took a vine and made a loop, the bear racing for me. I jumped to a
BIG rock and pulled the rope around it's neck. I tied it to the tree and
went to get the other villagers. And that, my friend, is how I, Lee the
Great, bagged my first animal." Lee bowed to Maye, who clapped wildly. "Oh
that was great Lee, but was it true?" Lee starred at her. "What do you mean?
Is it true? Of course it was, look here, and here. I got those from the
fight and these." Lee showed off his cuts to the still awed Maye. Maye and
Lee had been best friends ever since Maye was found along a forest path,
half buried in leaves, when she was a very small child. She was raised by
the village healer woman, and soon grew into a beautiful woman. With
beautiful bark brown eyes that glowed in wonder at nature, her face tanned
by the sun, had freckles splattered over her body. Maye was not too tall but
not short either, around 5'5", perfect height back in 426 G.C. She was
always trying to get away with wearing men's clothing or knee length dresses
and skirts. Maye was so persistent about it, that the old village healer had
almost given up trying to put woman's clothing on the exuberant girl. Maye
was always in the forest or off in some caves exploring and playing with the
animals. Maye had what the village people called, 'magic' for animals. They
never seemed to fear of be mad around Maye; she was their calming devise.
Lee was off on his latest adventure, leaving Maye behind for some reason.
Maye sat in her corner of the hut, mashing up leaves for a ointment when the
runner rushed into her hut. "Lee's been taken captive! The pirates have
taken him and a group of boys as slaves!" Maye jumped up and raced outside,
NO! Not Lee! Anyone but Lee. Maye stared at the sea, black sails just
disappearing over the horizon. Maye rushed down and pushed a canoe into the
water, there was no hope, nothing could save Lee now. Maye just sat in her
boat, no tears coming, pain numbing her, never again, would she see his face
again.