The Åttack
A cold winter's night it was when snow lay thickly on the ground. It deadened the sound of horses' hooves as they came galloping through the wood. The leader of the pack, a cowled figure with long jack boots, started screaming loudly and the men behind him began shouting too. Their voices were rough for they came from over the border that separated the highlands from the lower lands. Uneducated they were not used to anything of a civilized nature. Long had they dreamed of this night for it would be for them a celebration of lust, rape and ravage. A way of revenging themselves for imagined indignities. Feuds that had been going on for centuries ever since they crept out of the caves that surrounded the loch where they lived. Then they had crawled not stood up for their legs were short and could not hold the weight of their furry bodies. Their tiny squinty eyes had not changed much over the years although their fur was now a peculiar yellow colour because of the cornmeal that they ate and the concoction of potatoes that they drank. These were the staples of their diet except when they chased and killed tiny black pigs that rutted under the great trees that soared high into the air.
Inside the loch lived another monster this one had a long slimy body covered with weeping pustules. The yellowed nails on It's claws were sharp like razors and could easily rake a human body from head to toe in one foul strike. Because of the warring that went on between the different families living by the loch, many a time one would end up as its meal when pushed into the icy cold waters.
Darkness o'er All...
Spring and summer never came to this part of the world. All the joy and light had departed long ago when men started killing each other. Now only dark days and even darker nights covered the land. Stars in the sky had disappeared too for a directive had been sent to them to move away from such an unenlightened place.
The women huddled together against the cold.. The only warmth in the dark hovel was a tiny fire in the center of the room filling it with smoke. They reached out grimy hands to warm and occasionally threw a broken twig to keep it burning.
The women huddled together against the cold.. The only warmth in the dark hovel was a tiny fire in the center of the room filling it with smoke. They reached out grimy hands to warm and occasionally threw a broken twig to keep it burning.
Appearing...
Outside the early mist lifted and for once there was light over the western boundaries around the loch. Suddenly a beam of sunshine hit the rocky ground and gradually a tiny figure bathed in light appeared. Rosy pink she was and as she stretched her little hands out multicoloured strands of healing appeared. They moved rapidly over the ground and wherever they touched grass and flowers appeared. Soon the whole area was alive with colour shimmering in the sun which now sat high in the sky.
The Changing
The waters of the loch were very still and the monster within stirred. He felt the vibrations coming off the land and as they touched into his body it changed. The pustules fell away and silvery scales covered him once more, and joy moved in his heart.
The men who had ridden hard to the villages suddenly stopped. They heard a voice within calling to them to turn. They had no choice for their mounts turned around and started galloping back towards the loch where their women awaited. Astonished they looked up and saw the sun shining brightly in the blue blue sky above. Their stony hearts that had been set on revenge filled with loving grace.
No more could the people of the loch do wrong for they had been changed by the coming of one small being bringing loving to their hearts and joy to their home.
The men who had ridden hard to the villages suddenly stopped. They heard a voice within calling to them to turn. They had no choice for their mounts turned around and started galloping back towards the loch where their women awaited. Astonished they looked up and saw the sun shining brightly in the blue blue sky above. Their stony hearts that had been set on revenge filled with loving grace.
No more could the people of the loch do wrong for they had been changed by the coming of one small being bringing loving to their hearts and joy to their home.
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