Sunday, September 28, 2008

PSsst!


Elle led me deep into the woods. By a shallow stream,she stopped.
"There", she squeaked, raising on her hind legs.
I nodded.
The stream led into a dungeon."You're doing this, Prince?"

One last wink at the retreating mouse, then i sneaked in.

The Low dungeon became a cave and evolved into a thundering underground waterfall, lit by just a hole high above.Random steps down, i found IT. Camouflaged to the grim background, it lay there deep in slumber. The huge form breathing created ripples in the water.Sheathing sword, i hooked the double arrow.
Aimed, pulled and released.

STRIKE ONE.

The giant FROG woke with a cry. Lunar eyes found the tiny rebellian. Long tongue lashed out and my bow fell apart.Evil grin settled.
I was not done yet.
Shield and sword, i galloped towards it, with all my might.It leaped high into the air, bound towards my tiny form....its filght covered all distance...and its fall is about to squash me...

"Psst....Psst....FourB....fourth....FOURTH?"
I looked down.

4B. Who opposed the Moghal Dynasty?

I was making history alright! ;-)

1 comment:

iconoclastic said...

so excellent.. i read thrice to get the real meaning..
the elegance of ur style..
and the clarity is quite impressive..
really grt..