CR: Hehe, silly me, I haven't looked at my story or even thought about it
for a while. But I'm moving on to the next story anyway.
Chapter 3: The Caucus-Race and A Long Tale
Silo stared bewildered at what he had just done; he had cut through solid rock and saved innocent lives. of animals. Which is about or exactly the same as saving human lives. He noticed that he had plopped down on a stone after he had cut the spire. The rock was about the size of his head. He spread his hands out to make the shape of his head. He stared into the village he had just saved. Two swans were whispering and looking at him. He could just make out what they were saying.
"Did you see that freak child?"
"Yes very freaky,"
"Look at him now just sitting stupidly,"
"It's kind of cute though," At this point Silo didn't care about what they were saying. "Let them talk," he thought, "I'm not a freak and I'm not cute!" He thought about this. Did he even know if he was the same person as when he fell down the Rabbit-hole? The swans were whispering more.
"Look at him now,"
"He's kind of cute pacing around,"
"Cute! Its moronic,"
"I'm going to go talk to him," The second swan walked up to Silo, who was bust testing himself to see if he was the same person. "Ahem!" the swan squawked. Silo nearly jumped, he had not heard the swan walk up nor had he noticed anything before. He slowly turned, shaking a little.
"Hello," Silo squeaked out.
"Hello," She replied. Actually Silo had no idea if the swan was male or female. The voice was kind of feminine so he assumed that it was a she. Maybe it was. he decide not to think about it. "I'd like to thank you for saving our lives,"
Silo and the swan that he found out to be named Gwen had a pleasant conversation. The two had no idea what was going on around him. They knew nothing of the minor tremors going on beneath their feet. Then it all happened, a large fissure appeared around the village. A large shape appeared beneath the surface and it slowly rose itself up.
Chapter 3: The Caucus-Race and A Long Tale
Silo stared bewildered at what he had just done; he had cut through solid rock and saved innocent lives. of animals. Which is about or exactly the same as saving human lives. He noticed that he had plopped down on a stone after he had cut the spire. The rock was about the size of his head. He spread his hands out to make the shape of his head. He stared into the village he had just saved. Two swans were whispering and looking at him. He could just make out what they were saying.
"Did you see that freak child?"
"Yes very freaky,"
"Look at him now just sitting stupidly,"
"It's kind of cute though," At this point Silo didn't care about what they were saying. "Let them talk," he thought, "I'm not a freak and I'm not cute!" He thought about this. Did he even know if he was the same person as when he fell down the Rabbit-hole? The swans were whispering more.
"Look at him now,"
"He's kind of cute pacing around,"
"Cute! Its moronic,"
"I'm going to go talk to him," The second swan walked up to Silo, who was bust testing himself to see if he was the same person. "Ahem!" the swan squawked. Silo nearly jumped, he had not heard the swan walk up nor had he noticed anything before. He slowly turned, shaking a little.
"Hello," Silo squeaked out.
"Hello," She replied. Actually Silo had no idea if the swan was male or female. The voice was kind of feminine so he assumed that it was a she. Maybe it was. he decide not to think about it. "I'd like to thank you for saving our lives,"
Silo and the swan that he found out to be named Gwen had a pleasant conversation. The two had no idea what was going on around him. They knew nothing of the minor tremors going on beneath their feet. Then it all happened, a large fissure appeared around the village. A large shape appeared beneath the surface and it slowly rose itself up.