The Land of Adaptations – p.8

June 12, 2012 at 5:51 pm 1 comment

The tethered fish led the Centaur through the water, and stopped when they reached a plant growing up from the bottom. The fish circled it and then swam off, and soon they were out of sync again, pulling each other in opposite directions.

The Centaur looked at the plant, trying to decide if it was a bush or a tree, and wondered why the fish had brought him to it. Suddenly he noticed it had fruit. Then, before his eyes, the fruit grew, and grew, and changed colors and shape many times before becoming his favorite thing in the world to eat: roast pheasant.

The Centaur could not believe his eyes. He looked down at the fish again, and saw that where they managed to swim close to the base of the plant, it dropped a variety of bugs and worms into the water for the fish to eat.

He plucked the roast pheasant from the branch where it had grown, and took a bite. It was succulent and warm, just the way his mother used to make. He laughed and laughed, marveling at his luck, and as he ate he dropped bits of meat into the water, which the fish mostly ignored, but they were happy for him all the same.


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  • 1. Craig T. Adams  |  June 12, 2012 at 6:23 pm

    Be sure to eat tree meals a day…. 🙂


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