Story: A yazan destined for greatness. Part 1.

silverlite • 26 December 2016 at 11:24 PM

Life is sometimes found in peculiar places, it all started with a drop of ink, no smaller than the top of a pin. Life is a beautifull thing. There are those who create, and those who destroy. Long ago before you, and before me, in a hollow in the ground. A mother yazan laid 5 eggs, all of them were normal sizes except for one, which was smaller then the rest. When thoses eggs hatched, out popped 4 heads, except for one. The small egg. The mother looked in sorrow, her egg did not hatch with the others. Two days passed, and still no sign of life. The mother was giving up. Then a small crack, then it turned into a big crack. The egg was cracking open. It was a miricle! The baby was alive! The mother yazan named her baby " lil painter". One day they all were out playing in a field, practicing writing on trees. Suddenly, the mother told her children to hide. Lil painter hid in a hollowed out tree, his siblings hid in a ditch.suddenly, a tasma jumped from the tall grass and started attacking! The mother yazan engaged the tasma fending it off by slapping ink in the tasma' s eyes, blinding it temporarily. But it used its sense of smell and bit her, injuring her badly. Then it saw the children, and lunged toward them! But the mother yazan threw herself in the way, even though she was hurt. She screamed, " RUN!" Then the tasma threw her to the side, and stuck its face in the ditch. Lil painter watched in horror as the tasma picked his sister, penny up. He knew it was to late. He made a mad dash toward the woods, and hid in the roots of an ancient tree. He sat there silently for almost an hour, then slowly drifted off to sleep.

Please wait for part two! Hope you enjoyed the first part! 😸 ❤️ ❤️