18 May 2012
-part 1-
THE CREATOR
The old mans eyes where worn, his gray hair was a frizzy mess atop his head. As he walked through the streets of Cricket Creek many people laughed because of the way he looked, walked and smelt. They didn't know he looked that way because he was too poor to afford anything other than the necessary things like food, clothing and shelter. And he walked with a limp from the time he saved a young boy from a bear by taking on the bear himself, and they judged him by the way he smelt because he smelt like hard work... Something this generation had never smelt before.
The old man was tired, dark circles cupped his eyes showing his lack of sleep the nights before. His hands were dry and cracked with scratches from the previous days of hard work. He stretches his old muscles and gave a quiet sigh. Today was the day his new creation hatched. He hobbled out of bed and outside into his old wooden chair, sighed, and watched the wilderness wake up. Suddenly a small furry head peaked out from behind a tree, the old man laughed and grunted "Tip, I see you!" Tip then came out from it's hiding place and ran up to the old man jumping onto his lap and nuzzling his neck. Tip was one of the old man's creations, to cross a black bear and a wolf. The result? A black bear with a wolf tail and green wolflike eyes. The old man held Tip like a baby and watched the cub drift into a sleep. While Tip's eyes where peacefully resting his eyes where wide and alert waiting for the others to come greet him.
Note: I need idea's for some of his other animal friends and it would be much appreciated if some people could help by commenting a few suggestions! Thanks :)
The Creator • Opuss № I