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A cheer for this feast
The world was facing a long winter, an ice age i’d say. No warm was around, and as the days go by the strong start getting weak, the weak started to become a problem. Big strong wild animals are having a meeting with the king of the jungle, inside the lion castle. Farm animals and other herbivores wanted the protection of the king, while the strong ones want to feed upon their flesh and bones. Supplies were as low as the temperature; even the bear could feel the chill of the cold up to his bones.
“This is nonsense, we’ll die before we witness the blossom upon the mountains” the bear said
“Let's get rid of the weak! They won't make it, plus they bring no good” the wolf was going mad
“i’ll kill them myself and feed us all from these fools, a better king than this pussy cat” the gator shouted out loud. The lion stood up and a loud grunt came with it, shaking the snow off the roof. “You do that and i’ll make sure the fools feed upon your flesh, leave a scratch on my body and you’ll sleep and will never breath again”
The light was gone, and the stars were shining. The gator and other strong animals gathered outside the kings watch “tonight we will feed ourselves brothers, we have kids and women going weak, this full who calls himself the king is living on one of his stupid fairy tales where no evil exist, we need blood to feed and make it through this ice age it is the god who made us strong for a reason, no weak survives this weather their purpose is to feed us”
As the crowd supported him, the sounds of someone running started to grow louder. “Sir! Sir! we did it!! he’s dead! he’s dead!! he finally is dead!!” the hyena started screaming, while blood started falling from his mouth. “lets eat!! no more rules!!” the wolf scream “i’ll take the pork!” a voice said “as long as nobody messes with my chicken” the bear said.
“Bloody fool!! i told you to kidnap him with no harm at all! you’ve started a war now” the gator had said, scared of what the consequences might be; he started the dance of life and death with the hyena, i took one bite to hack the hyena head off his body, the smell of warm flesh and blood around those who were close turned them into beasts, unleashing madness among the wild animals they all went straight to the farm animals killing a hundred of them between minutes the feast came to an end, what was white snow was now cover with blood and guts. “We will make it” the bear said, he started coughing and each time getting harder until he spat blood “i’m not feeling good…” the bear said “look at the fox” the wolf said, his eyes were turning red and blood coming through his nose. The gator watched his brothers passed away, as his sight became weaker “this isn't right, how could this happen to us? Who’s there? What are you? a colored rat? Find me help and i’ll reward you, i’ve never seen a yellow rat with black spots”.
“Sleep your ‘Grace’… you wanted to feed from the weak, well you did… but those were the sick infected by me; say hi to the king from me his loyal servant, call me Dart…Dart the poisonous frog”
He who hurries through life hurries to his grave
