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In some sunny afternoon in some raggedy and overgrown woods, a “heroic” drake climbed in hopes of finding the beast deep within. The drake, a pale dirt coloured thing named Val’ir, had heard stories and rumors of a nightmare beast that wandered the woods, devouring anything and everything in sight. It was said to be a big black beast, fearsome and merciless in its carnivorous rampage. Val’ir had trained himself for the beast, at least where he could find time between his private companions. But he was ready, clad in thick leathers and clutching the hilt of his heavy sword. The silence of the woods would have unnerved most folk, but Val’ir paid it no mind; he just followed a river’s bank deeper and deeper into the woods. If he made it through the woods, he would take pride in finding a safe path away from the dark beast, and may even escort a few people through the woods (for a price), if he finds the beast, he will slay it and bask in his hero-ship!
It was nearing mid-afternoon, and Val’ir had seen neither hide nor hair of the beast, and being not from around the woods, was unsure of its existence. It made no difference to him though whether it existed or not, only the profit from this venture mattered.
It’s so calm here… I could take a nap, maybe in a tree, and I’ll continue my search in the morning, it’s getting hot anyways…
Val’ir wiped away the mud and sweat from his brow and searched for a thick enough tree. Upon finding a tree, something Val’ir found surprisingly hard considering his surroundings, attempted to climb its smooth bark into a high up branch. To his own surprise, the drake failed, slipping again and again down from the tree, causing him to form the strategic idea to retreat to the river. Having found no seen threat near the river, surely he may be safe from any beasts by it.
And so, Val’ir laid down next to the river and fell asleep.
By night fall, Val’ir awoke with unease crawling along his spine. The river, even though it was no different now from it was in the day, made him feel unsure. Val’ir would have never said that he was scared, even though that is exactly what he was at the moment.
It was unwise for me to sleep next to the water; all beasts come to water soon or later!
Val’ir blamed dehydration; “My thirsty mind tricked me!”. The drake was not truly thirsty. He reasoned that he should set up a camp, maybe in a clearing or in a tree or in a cave. He knew he would get lost in the woods if he left the riverside and he saw nowhere he could rest along the river behind him. He had no choice but to continue, but not before taking a sip of the river water.
It tasted faintly of horse and dirt.
It didn’t take long for Val’ir to get tired. His shoulders were slumped, his feet dragged, and his eyes could barely see a few feet in front of him (not because he was tired nor had bad eyesight, no… It was a dark night in the woods!). He made progress, slow progress admittedly, but it was still progress that was only stopped by “nearly” falling into a lake. It didn’t take long for the drake to pull himself out. He sputtered and coughed out all the water, and the black hairs of whatever beasts use the lake. It didn’t take long for him to notice that his leather armor was soaking. He couldn’t remove the armor until he made a camp, it would be too much of a hassle to carry it around; dangerous too if he met any beasts on the way. Circling the lake, he noticed a small cave entrance in a small clearing. It looked uninhabited, and there seemed to be no animals in it from what he could see, so the reptile quickly ran into it, nearly tripping over what must have been a branch.
Skidding inside, he removed his armor without hesitation, placing the various pieces on flat rocks to dry. Inside the cave he had no need for a tent, but he did want a fire to warm himself and armor.
I scrambled around a bit in the chilly cave. I swear the cave is colder than the lake! I did find some hay, which wasn’t too bad. I grabbed and grabbed as much as I could, some was stuck under mossy rocks, but not even heavy rocks stand a chance against me! I formed a circle of the hay, but when I reached for my flint and tinder, I found them missing. Maybe they floated off into the lake…
“May I help you?” A lusciously deep voice asked me from behind. “Umm… What?” I responded as I turned to find only the shadows of the cave. “Who is there? “ I asked. “I’m just a humble horse, and you’re in my cave.” Something pushed me away, toppling me onto my back. When I righted myself I saw the crackling flame and a dark stallion standing behind it. “Are you the nightmare beast of these woods ‘cause I’m here to slay you!” I stood back up, pulling out my shining sword. “I’ll be famous! The people of the villages will pay me handsomely when I consume you!” The horse titled his head, “Consume me? Go on and try, and if you fail then you’re mine.”
Didn’t that horse know that I’m the hero! I lunged forward to slice the stallion. The stallion was smarter than I thought though, he built the flame knowing where I would step, making me burn my foot. Dropping my sword I grabbed onto my foot, trying to sooth it. “Really, that is your attempt?” The stallion see amused by my pain. “I guess it is my turn then.” The stallion stepped towards me, stomping out the flames beneath him. In a quick motion he pushed me to the ground and grabbed my good foot. He pulled on my leg, dragging me over stone after stone till we were in the moon lit clearing. I tried to push away from the stallion, I tried punching and kicking him, but he seemed uncaring to my struggles. “Let me go you filthy horse! You are mine, understand me?” The horse chuckled, “I have a name you know.” He paused, “Not that you’ll learn it. Bottoms up! “. He pulled me up by the leg, leaving me dangling near his lower waist. I pushed myself about and even tried to punch his groin; but he pulled me up and I missed. I soon felt a wet sensation on my foot, along with a sucking force. “Hey, what are you doing?” I looked up to find my foot in his mouth. “Hey let me go!” This was unreal…
The horse shook his head, flailing me about. I tried to use my free leg to kick his head, maybe I could get him to spit me out, but he caught me. He shoved my leg into his mouth where it joined my other limb. And with a powerful swallow, I lurched upwards to his lips. I wriggled about, and even felt myself slip out slightly, but he grabbed my arms and pinned them against my waist before pushing me back up and swallowing once more. “Let me go!” I pleaded, “I can give you gold!” The horse shook his head and swallowed up to my knees. “I can give you women, mares!” Another swallow. “Whatever you want, I can find it for you!” This swallow lead him to my waist. I tried to use my fingers to push away from him, plunging them into his soft cheeks, and even tried to poke his eyes, but he pushed my hands into his mouth with an annoyed grunt. “I’m the hero; I’m supposed to eat you!” I snarled at the horse, “You’re just a beast, a smelly one at that! I demand that you release me!” The horse snorted and ripped off my shirt before swallowing to my navel. “If I go missing, people will come for me! They will hunt for you and they will eat you!”
Another swallow. I threatened him more, but each threat was followed by a swallow. Soon, his lips pressed against the bottom of my chin. I couldn’t lose to this beast, I had things to do! Money to make! Women to seduce! “Please! I beg you! Let me go!” The horse seemed unfazed, but did let me slip away a little. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude!” The horse nodded in understanding, jostling me up and down. “Wait… So you’ll let me go?” the horse nodded again, “Thank you! Thank you so much!” The horse smirked at me. He opened his mouth, and let me slip out more. “You won’t regret this!”
Suddenly, the horse tilted his head up, leaving me pointing up into the starry sky to sink into his throat. I struggled, I begged, I tried to slow my descent, but nothing I did stopped my head from sliding into his throat.
With Val’ir sliding into the horse’s belly, he flexed a bit, stretching his arms and back before stumbling back to his cave. “But you said you would let me go!” The horse patted his newly bulging stomach chuckling. “Yeah, I let you go into my stomach.” The horse flopped belly first onto a hay pile, squishing poor Val’ir, whose struggles were quickly weakening. The horse yawned, and with a mighty belch, fell back asleep.
In some sunny morning in some ragged and overgrown woods, a cat stirred awake, clinging onto his bedfellow. He wriggled away from his partner to stretch and groan. “Sleep well?” A familiar dark horse mumbled something and looked up. “Yeah there we go! Are you awake yet Shadow?” The horse nodded and pulled the cat to him. “I wish I wasn’t though…” The horse yawned as the cat wiggled about “Come on Shadow! I’ll make you breakfast!” Shadow let go of the cat, allowing him to bounce into the caves. And soon, the stallion rose to the scent of a fresh baked pancakes. He ignored the jostling of his belly and trudged after the cat, hoping nothing would burn.