"Journal intime", deep and shallow philosophy, roving mind and ranting writing.
Thursday, 19 September 2013
The White Lion
I went to the Hunters' Club, they said there was a gathering to recount member's adventures and I wanted to tell them about my last one, at my arrival there were already several persons waiting to tell their stories, I took my time listening to other people tales, and when there was a lull around the guests, I started, harrumphing:
A few months ago I went to the African savannah looking for a rare white lion the natives mentioned had been seen prowling on the field, my expertise made easy to find the animal, and as I started to raise the gun to my face I heard a low growl to my right, surprised I looked toward the bushes and saw a big white lioness already charging for my throat!
I made a long silence looking at my audience...
Then, one of them could not endure the suspense, and asked in a small voice: How did you escape?
I didn't! I said, while I dissolved into thin air.
The music is a fragment of "Tempting Secrets" from "Incompetech" at http://incompetech.com/ by Kevin MacLeod.
© 2013 Od Liam.
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It's so magical. How could you do that? For a moment, I thought you're Houdini!
ReplyDeleteLoved this tale. It's so entertaining! You could easily steal the audiences' attention. :)
Excellently written, Od! :)
It is a farfetched thought that of a ghost coming from Darkness to recount how it got there! :)
ReplyDeleteEspecially if making a joke of it. But I agree that it would steal the audience attention! :)
Thank you, BB. I cannot read your comments without a different kind of thrill each time! :(C Yahoo):
That s really interesting, what a "escape":)
ReplyDeleteIt is wrong to kill game just for the fun of it!
ReplyDeleteThere is an especial place for such "murderers", who must repeat their ordeal eternally!
If there is not such a belief, I just made it up!! :)))
Thank you Auntie for your visit and comment!
They call it the Great Escape. I wouldn't dare venture out into the African bush to search for such creatures. I imagine I would be more 'game' for them and quicker to find. I'm sure those lions would play with me for 15 minutes before having a full fat meal, ha ha ha. Man must not mess with beasts. It's dangerous.
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ReplyDeleteI know the African continent only peripherally. I agree I would never be part of a safari. I like commodities too much. Besides, great cats are not too friendly, except on Animal Planet Channel. :)
About messing with beasts, you must define "beasts" clearly, there are some of them nice enough, I think! :)))
Glories and other side of the coin-
ReplyDeleteAa- the way of telling those tales! Dude, reminds the fun of night-camp-go epic! :))
Welcome back, dude!!
DeleteYou are like the scent of roasted marshmallows on embers.
You come and go, following the wind gusts!!
Also I can remember night-camp-go!
Thank you, for the cherished image! :))
Thanks dude- :))
DeleteIt's nice to have few friends around when Sun goes down-
I would love to be sticky, not on embers, but on the other side!! Wind blurred the time those days but I'm getting back!
Still. Eventually- :))
Come dude!
DeleteAnd stay! :))
Ahaa interesting!! Still thinking:) but sure can keep the readers glued...
ReplyDeleteI would not like to be present in a gathering where one guest ends a story in this way! :))
DeleteThank you, Epsita.
Yes, you do have a certain way with words that keeps the reader's attention! A different ending than I would have ever thought!
ReplyDeleteThank you, K R!
DeleteKnowing your expertise, I am curiouos to learn how would that ending be, and in which way different! I am sure it would be worth learning it! This is the beauty of Literature, there are multitude of possibilities!