03-03-2010, 08:01 PM
Example 3: This is something new I've been thinking about, which will obviously be unique to this thread. It's meant to be a very, very short story that covers a very important time in everythings life: an understanding that life sometimes must end. The 3 or 4 paragraph idea was inspired by an episode of Rugrats, I'm not ashamed to say. Hopefully you like it!
Delwyn Zazkex was always a tad over energetic. He would wander off without permission, he would play too rough with his siblings, and he would scare his mother half to death with his apparent lack of even the most basic understanding of self preservation. He was a bright pup, to be sure: always asking questions. The problem lay with his inability to focus for more than a minute on any one activity. Nothing particularly unusual for one so young, but high maintenance all the same.
And so it happened that one day Delwyn was scampering through the snow, not all too far from his cabin home, when he came across an injured old ground squirrel. How the squirrel was injured is unimportant: perhaps a bird attacked him, or perhaps a fox had tried to eat him. In any event, the squirrel was close to death, a concept that was totally alien to the snow-colored puppy. When he came barreling through the scrub, the squirrel was resigned to its fate. Delwyn, however, was hardly playing the predator, and was instead immediately overcome with curiosity. He sniffed and yipped at the tired little vermin, leaped about and laughed gleefully whenever the squirrel so much as peeped a noise. From his inexperienced eyes, this squirrel was a new friend.
But the squirrel quickly stopped moving around so much. Its breathing became labored. And, as these things happen, the squirrel passed away. Delwyn noticed that his new playmate had stopped moving. With glee he poked the squirrel with his nose to wake him. Nothing happened. Delwyn nudged the rodent a few more times. Nothing happened. The pup began to worry. He yelped at his new friend, rolled him over, and still nothing happened. Slowly, painfully, understanding began to creep into his mind. A basic realization that with life comes death: something most wolves and luperci learn much too young.
Dishearted but not depressed, Delwyn wandered back to his cabin. There his mother and his two siblings were engaged in warm conversation. Putting today's life lesson out of his mind, the puppy strutted over to his family, curled up, and fell asleep. It had been a tiring day.
Delwyn Zazkex was always a tad over energetic. He would wander off without permission, he would play too rough with his siblings, and he would scare his mother half to death with his apparent lack of even the most basic understanding of self preservation. He was a bright pup, to be sure: always asking questions. The problem lay with his inability to focus for more than a minute on any one activity. Nothing particularly unusual for one so young, but high maintenance all the same.
And so it happened that one day Delwyn was scampering through the snow, not all too far from his cabin home, when he came across an injured old ground squirrel. How the squirrel was injured is unimportant: perhaps a bird attacked him, or perhaps a fox had tried to eat him. In any event, the squirrel was close to death, a concept that was totally alien to the snow-colored puppy. When he came barreling through the scrub, the squirrel was resigned to its fate. Delwyn, however, was hardly playing the predator, and was instead immediately overcome with curiosity. He sniffed and yipped at the tired little vermin, leaped about and laughed gleefully whenever the squirrel so much as peeped a noise. From his inexperienced eyes, this squirrel was a new friend.
But the squirrel quickly stopped moving around so much. Its breathing became labored. And, as these things happen, the squirrel passed away. Delwyn noticed that his new playmate had stopped moving. With glee he poked the squirrel with his nose to wake him. Nothing happened. Delwyn nudged the rodent a few more times. Nothing happened. The pup began to worry. He yelped at his new friend, rolled him over, and still nothing happened. Slowly, painfully, understanding began to creep into his mind. A basic realization that with life comes death: something most wolves and luperci learn much too young.
Dishearted but not depressed, Delwyn wandered back to his cabin. There his mother and his two siblings were engaged in warm conversation. Putting today's life lesson out of his mind, the puppy strutted over to his family, curled up, and fell asleep. It had been a tiring day.