The Land of Adaptations – p.9

June 13, 2012 at 7:23 pm 2 comments

After eating and drinking his fill, the Centaur traveled on, out of the desert, and found himself back in the land he called home. He reflected on his journey for several days, and while he was glad to see familiar landscapes (and hunt familiar game), he soon felt his wanderlust returning. He chided himself for this, thinking that he should feel grateful for his home, the woods where he had grown up, and to which he was so well suited.

He thought then on the Twin Man, and the strange tethered fish, and even the grain harvesters, and how each was adapted to an environment that was perfect for their needs, or so it seemed. Surely he should be satisfied with these grand woods?

That night, he decided he should ask every man, woman and beast he met whether they were happy, whether they felt completely content in the life they led, and if the answer was no, he would have found some traveling companions, perhaps. He loved to travel, and could see no reason to deny himself. He was not ungrateful for his home; in fact, he was more thankful than ever that he had a place to recharge and rest when he needed it.

The next day, the Centaur set out, knowing the woods would be waiting for him when he returned, and for all his future homecomings.



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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Craig T. Adams  |  June 13, 2012 at 11:46 pm

    And he has two sets of hooves to click together to get there. Awwww… 🙂

  • 2. Stephanie  |  June 14, 2012 at 1:38 am

    And the moral of the story is “Call your travel agent today !”
    Loved this story ~ another perfect effort !


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