The Land of Adaptations – p.5

June 4, 2012 at 3:17 pm 1 comment

The Centaur headed towards the fields of wheat the Twin Man had told him about, curious to see the gathering of the grains and hoping to find more of those delicious geese besides. When he came out of the trees and into an open field, the golden colors of the land warmed his heart. There were patches of overgrown grass, caramel colored and shiny; large pastures of wheat and barley in various shades of yellow; and on one side a line of people with scythes and other tools, cutting as they walked and gathering as they talked.

The Centaur trotted up to them, and introduced himself. A maid with a long apron greeted him and asked where he came from, and what he wanted. He started to explain but she was called away by the others to continue the harvest. So the Centaur decided to help. He ran through the field, grabbing handfuls of grains as he went. When he turned around to start another run, he found all the people looking at him with angry faces.

“He’s trampled a perfectly good row!”

“What a waste of all our hard work.”

“He nearly ran me down, too!”

The maid in the apron walked up to him, and with a polite smile she took the grains he’d so roughly harvested and added them to her own basket. She then bade him wait on the edge of the field until they were done.

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Entry filed under: Story #8 - The Land of Adaptations.

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  • 1. Craig T. Adams  |  June 4, 2012 at 8:00 pm

    He needs a special purpose. I see a position for him at the winery. He could stomp two vats at a time. 🙂

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