”they all crazy! thinkin’ that old sack uh bones can save ‘em from the inevitable.”
everyone loved the old mare that was nanny. she always kept the herd buzzing with her wild tales and the latest gossip. they would follow her to ends of the earth just to hear what she had to say. but the only ones following her now was her wife and daughter. how is that? surely a popular mare like herself would have a whole crowd behind her? your mind would jump to drastic possibilities. maybe she stole something from them. maybe she attacked some higher-up. maybe she killed a man. nah, she was too old for that thrill. it was much more simple than that: the herd couldn’t handle the cold hard truth.
nanny’s evening gossip was a sacred thing between her and the common folk. the rumors usually flew over leaderships head and if they did catch it they’d never know who it came from. but she couldn’t keep this under wraps. that no brained stallion they called a king was gonna kill them all. and for what? to keep the family’s withering land? they were gonna starve and nanny couldn’t keep quiet about it.
“we gotta find greener pastures!” she announced, “causs if we stay here, death’ll reap us all.” nobody moved. nobody spoke. they just shuffled in place looking at anything but her. the king snorted, “if you so keen on leavin’ then g’on. die alone while the rest of us thrive. i won’t stop yuh.” dying alone, most living creatures feared the thought. the herd was no exception, so they followed the foolish stallion into the sunset. she watched them go, gaze clouded with sorrow and disappointment. there goes protection. there goes friends. there goes family.
well, most of her family went. her beloved wife and daughter had stayed, but not without their worries and doubts. “we didn’t have a whole lotta food, but at least we had protection.” bluebell was quick to cut into her ramblings. “there’s only three uh us now, ma. what we gon’ do?” nanny whipped her head around. “we gon’ protect eachother that’s what we gon’ do! trust me sweetheart, this a whole lot better than starvin’.”
and mother earth drove in that point. when the trio came across a meadow, they were reminded of just how hungry they were. they were quick to graze upon spring’s lush grasses.
everyone loved the old mare that was nanny. she always kept the herd buzzing with her wild tales and the latest gossip. they would follow her to ends of the earth just to hear what she had to say. but the only ones following her now was her wife and daughter. how is that? surely a popular mare like herself would have a whole crowd behind her? your mind would jump to drastic possibilities. maybe she stole something from them. maybe she attacked some higher-up. maybe she killed a man. nah, she was too old for that thrill. it was much more simple than that: the herd couldn’t handle the cold hard truth.
nanny’s evening gossip was a sacred thing between her and the common folk. the rumors usually flew over leaderships head and if they did catch it they’d never know who it came from. but she couldn’t keep this under wraps. that no brained stallion they called a king was gonna kill them all. and for what? to keep the family’s withering land? they were gonna starve and nanny couldn’t keep quiet about it.
“we gotta find greener pastures!” she announced, “causs if we stay here, death’ll reap us all.” nobody moved. nobody spoke. they just shuffled in place looking at anything but her. the king snorted, “if you so keen on leavin’ then g’on. die alone while the rest of us thrive. i won’t stop yuh.” dying alone, most living creatures feared the thought. the herd was no exception, so they followed the foolish stallion into the sunset. she watched them go, gaze clouded with sorrow and disappointment. there goes protection. there goes friends. there goes family.
well, most of her family went. her beloved wife and daughter had stayed, but not without their worries and doubts. “we didn’t have a whole lotta food, but at least we had protection.” bluebell was quick to cut into her ramblings. “there’s only three uh us now, ma. what we gon’ do?” nanny whipped her head around. “we gon’ protect eachother that’s what we gon’ do! trust me sweetheart, this a whole lot better than starvin’.”
and mother earth drove in that point. when the trio came across a meadow, they were reminded of just how hungry they were. they were quick to graze upon spring’s lush grasses.
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chewing on the golden grain - by Nanny - May 07, 2019, 06:24 PM
RE: chewing on the golden grain - by Gannet - May 07, 2019, 06:41 PM
RE: chewing on the golden grain - by Nanny - May 07, 2019, 07:19 PM
RE: chewing on the golden grain - by Gannet - May 08, 2019, 06:20 PM