ScareCrowReturn
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The Legends of Now and Then Story.
Fable Story.
(First one I have done.)
This legend doesn’t start from a Spark from the Heavens, It starts small and simple like a crack in the earths crust, slow and steady but leads up to something big. A boy Wakes up from the glare of the sun through his ragged dirty curtain also seeing his dog paw at the door he gets out of bed knocking over his book, “The Legends of Then and Now”. The boy Staggers over to the dog waking slowly as if he had just been Hibernating for the past months, He gets to the door, turning the handle make a squeak noise as he pushes it open to late the pup out, seeing his Father there walking out the front door with his Rifle on his back and small dagger in his side he yells to his Father, “Bye Daddy! Hope you Return with goods!” The Father turns around with a Sadden look on his face but pulls out a smile to keep the boy happy. The Boy carries on through to look at the pictures on the wall, seeing the first one of his dad standing with a bunch of his old mates with there rifles and with dead deer on grass in-front of them, The boy smiles, a smile that turns anything sad into something loving. The boy lets the dog outside seeing the dog run around outside he gets the dogs dish and fills it with the left over food in his cupboard.. “Ohh I need to go and steal some more fruit and vegetables again”.. The boy walks around the house looking for his stick, a Stick the shape of a Bokken, He walks around hearing the floor creek to every step. “Oh here’s the beaut!” the boy picks up his stick and grabs his back up. “Well lets go Dekota” The boy calls his Dog. The boy Starts to venture out to the Farmland to find himself some vegetables.. but then.. The boy Comes up to a Gate, a gate that was not there before.. The boy looks at the Big logs of wood that make the gate..”Blood.. Everywhere..” He walks around the side to find bodies.. Bodies everywhere hanging off the wooden gate.. He see’s the same people that were in the photo with his father then the boy drops to his knee’s to see the look of his father being stuck on the gate with his legs cut from his body and blood poured out.. The boy begins to cry, The boy hears footsteps the boy decides to quickly dash off into a bush hoping he would not get caught. “Arh! We better leave this place before anyone see’s us!. Another Voice- “But Boss said we have to stay here just incase for any survivours! The other voice – “Of course there wont be survivours look at the Bodies! They’re all dead!.. “So lets go now.” The Men start to walk off into the Distance the boy thinks of what to do.. Either to take Revenge now and Try and kill those men.. Or Sit and wait and get over it..
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Fable Story.
(First one I have done.)
This legend doesn’t start from a Spark from the Heavens, It starts small and simple like a crack in the earths crust, slow and steady but leads up to something big. A boy Wakes up from the glare of the sun through his ragged dirty curtain also seeing his dog paw at the door he gets out of bed knocking over his book, “The Legends of Then and Now”. The boy Staggers over to the dog waking slowly as if he had just been Hibernating for the past months, He gets to the door, turning the handle make a squeak noise as he pushes it open to late the pup out, seeing his Father there walking out the front door with his Rifle on his back and small dagger in his side he yells to his Father, “Bye Daddy! Hope you Return with goods!” The Father turns around with a Sadden look on his face but pulls out a smile to keep the boy happy. The Boy carries on through to look at the pictures on the wall, seeing the first one of his dad standing with a bunch of his old mates with there rifles and with dead deer on grass in-front of them, The boy smiles, a smile that turns anything sad into something loving. The boy lets the dog outside seeing the dog run around outside he gets the dogs dish and fills it with the left over food in his cupboard.. “Ohh I need to go and steal some more fruit and vegetables again”.. The boy walks around the house looking for his stick, a Stick the shape of a Bokken, He walks around hearing the floor creek to every step. “Oh here’s the beaut!” the boy picks up his stick and grabs his back up. “Well lets go Dekota” The boy calls his Dog. The boy Starts to venture out to the Farmland to find himself some vegetables.. but then.. The boy Comes up to a Gate, a gate that was not there before.. The boy looks at the Big logs of wood that make the gate..”Blood.. Everywhere..” He walks around the side to find bodies.. Bodies everywhere hanging off the wooden gate.. He see’s the same people that were in the photo with his father then the boy drops to his knee’s to see the look of his father being stuck on the gate with his legs cut from his body and blood poured out.. The boy begins to cry, The boy hears footsteps the boy decides to quickly dash off into a bush hoping he would not get caught. “Arh! We better leave this place before anyone see’s us!. Another Voice- “But Boss said we have to stay here just incase for any survivours! The other voice – “Of course there wont be survivours look at the Bodies! They’re all dead!.. “So lets go now.” The Men start to walk off into the Distance the boy thinks of what to do.. Either to take Revenge now and Try and kill those men.. Or Sit and wait and get over it..
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