Ever After [5/?]
anonymous
August 28 2009, 02:38:54 UTC
It was at that point that he did hear something in that strange, quiet forest: growling. He turned and saw a wolf, its teeth bared at Ivan as it drew nearer and nearer. Ivan had never had to defend himself against a wolf before, and reached into his bag for the dagger. It had been good enough to kill a thief, but how good would it be against a wolf?
“Don’t bother with that little knife, boy,” the wolf said in a deep, growly voice, almost causing Ivan to drop his dagger. “I am much faster than you. You would not have time to use it.”
“What should I do, then?” Ivan asked. He couldn’t quite decide if he was more frightened or curious about this talking wolf.
“You should leave, as quickly as you can. I am here to protect this forest from people like you. Leave now, or I’ll tear your throat out with my teeth. And tell your king that you’ve met me. Tell him the next time he sends someone in here, they won’t be coming back.”
“I’m sorry,” said Ivan, “but I don’t know the way out. I’m afraid I’m lost. And I don’t know what king you’re talking about.”
The wolf seemed to frown, as much as a wolf could, and slowly walked closer. Ivan stood perfectly still, unsure of what else to do, and to his surprise, the wolf pressed its nose against his chest and sniffed.
“You aren’t lying,” it said, sounding surprised. “I can smell a lie, but what you say is true. Where did you come from, then?”
“I’m from the village on the other side of the forest. I’m trying to get to the city. Can you show me the way?”
The wolf sat back on its haunches and tilted its head thoughtfully.
“It would be best if you spoke to my master about this. If you walk straight ahead from here, you’ll see a very large tree. There will be a little cottage near by. He’s in there. If you ask, he’ll probably help you find your way.” The wolf rolled its head slightly, as though annoyed. “Yes, I’m sure he’ll help you. He’s much too kind.”
Ivan tried to ask the wolf more, and to thank the creature for not tearing his throat out, but it turned, walked behind a tree and vanished before Ivan could get the words out.
“I don’t see a big tree from here,” the doll said when the wolf was gone. “It must be further ahead.”
“Not too much further, I hope. I’m very tired already,” Ivan complained as he shifted his satchel on his shoulder and continued walked as the wolf had instructed.
Re: Ever After [5/?]
anonymous
August 28 2009, 04:42:24 UTC
Awww, author!anon, I started reading some Russian fairy tales for a class of mine today and then lo-and-behold, I find this! This is great and, from my limited knowledge, really captures the feel and themes of the stories. I love it so far and I'm going to follow it in the future.
re Captcha: dewolf Paul. The wolf is named Paul...? reCaptcha, what are you trying to tell me?
“Don’t bother with that little knife, boy,” the wolf said in a deep, growly voice, almost causing Ivan to drop his dagger. “I am much faster than you. You would not have time to use it.”
“What should I do, then?” Ivan asked. He couldn’t quite decide if he was more frightened or curious about this talking wolf.
“You should leave, as quickly as you can. I am here to protect this forest from people like you. Leave now, or I’ll tear your throat out with my teeth. And tell your king that you’ve met me. Tell him the next time he sends someone in here, they won’t be coming back.”
“I’m sorry,” said Ivan, “but I don’t know the way out. I’m afraid I’m lost. And I don’t know what king you’re talking about.”
The wolf seemed to frown, as much as a wolf could, and slowly walked closer. Ivan stood perfectly still, unsure of what else to do, and to his surprise, the wolf pressed its nose against his chest and sniffed.
“You aren’t lying,” it said, sounding surprised. “I can smell a lie, but what you say is true. Where did you come from, then?”
“I’m from the village on the other side of the forest. I’m trying to get to the city. Can you show me the way?”
The wolf sat back on its haunches and tilted its head thoughtfully.
“It would be best if you spoke to my master about this. If you walk straight ahead from here, you’ll see a very large tree. There will be a little cottage near by. He’s in there. If you ask, he’ll probably help you find your way.” The wolf rolled its head slightly, as though annoyed. “Yes, I’m sure he’ll help you. He’s much too kind.”
Ivan tried to ask the wolf more, and to thank the creature for not tearing his throat out, but it turned, walked behind a tree and vanished before Ivan could get the words out.
“I don’t see a big tree from here,” the doll said when the wolf was gone. “It must be further ahead.”
“Not too much further, I hope. I’m very tired already,” Ivan complained as he shifted his satchel on his shoulder and continued walked as the wolf had instructed.
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re Captcha: dewolf Paul. The wolf is named Paul...? reCaptcha, what are you trying to tell me?
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You've written out such a lovely piece that has the right elements and darkness in it. Eager to read more! <33333333333
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