For now I focused on turning back my arm instead of overthinking this.
The main problem with my current situation was, turning back that arm costs me lots of strength. This other body has kind of it's own will. It doesn't want to go 'back'. It want's freedom, which is definitely understandable, but I can't give it that. So it was, as always, a fight to turn back the arm.
Fight may be the wrong term, it's not like fighting someone or something. Not like a classic brawl or arm wrestling where it can go back and forth between both sides. It's more like... something I have to beat down, that simply takes the punches without getting hurt much by it. It needs many, hard punches to go down... if that makes any sense.
And that costs me energy, which means I have to eat & drink more afterwards.
The first meal usually is the biggest, then it goes down drastically meal by meal till I'm back to 'normal'.
This time it was just the arm, so a hare or three as first meal would surely be enough, tho I didn't have that much left.
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I was unsure at first. Feared meeting an unfortunate end in that forest, but without risk; no reward.
So I went further and further into the forest. Always as low as possible, constantly switching focus between eyes and ears. Between seeing and hearing.
It was quite a bit harder to find any tracks on the overgrown forest ground than in fresh fallen snow. I had to look more closely if I ever wanted to find anything. Not only that, I had to learn about other tracks animals leave behind too; claw marks on trees, ruffled soil, trampled grass...
Lotsa things I had to keep my eyes open for. And it wasn't helping that it got dimmer by the moment.
I could use ITs eyes but the idea itself feels like playing foul. After all it's still kind of... a contest... I guess... between the hunter and the hunted. One flees to save his life, the other attacks to save his own... or that of those he cares for. And then there's me, right now, hunting for my own luxury. For being comfortable. So I can travel a bit in peace, don't have to worry about hunting my own food.
Still, there are things I need. Things I can't make myself, things I can't hunt out here. So I have to get some coin. After all I can't hunt for books with bow and arrow, neither for clothes, or armor.
While these thoughts ran through my mind it had gotten dark around me.
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Note from the Author
My hundreth post \(^_^)/ Yeah not quite my hundreth story episode but I'm still very happy I got so far. And again I have to thank a very special woman for that.
Or at least blame her for getting the ball rolling <3
I ran and tried thinking of something.
Come on. I need ideas... ideas... IDEAS!!! come on, right now!! what can I do... what can I do... wait... what can I do, that a deer can't... ok, now we're getting somewhere at least... lets see... I can... climb... … … … damn it! There must be something more... if it'd be just the hound it may be worth a try, but with that rider behind me...
Yøû kñöw... yóµ cåñ dø zï$ önê síng zæt nø ônè æls$së cân dö he he he he
What?! NO! That'd be the last option, that I wouldn't do before he had cau-
Suddenly I hit something with my foot, and I wasn't moving only straight forward anymore, I was... moving towards the ground too.
In that blink of an eye lots of things happened.
First I saw the ground in front of my head, less than an arms length away, I was falling.
Then I realized that I must had stumbled over something, as I slowly looked behind I saw what too. A giant root protruding from the ground
I looked a bit further behind me and saw the hound, already preparing to jump over the root, and the rider only a few steps behind the hound.
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Note from the Author
Hey Sorry for the 'long' (I know, it was just a week) break from my side, was sick and in no condition to write anything. Anyway, I'm back to 'normal' and there'll be posts. Double as usual... But only for this week :D
Thanks for reading and thanks for the feedback so far ;)
PS: Ok, it was more than a week, just realized it's Wednesday already :D
“I ran into a forest... not far away. It was the only place I could think of.
Then... one morning... I think it was the first, I had... I had... blood. It was everywhere... on my hands... my face... it wasn't mine. And there was that voice... it was... h-h-horrible. So deep... and it was... everywhere.”
I paused for a moment, to relax a bit.
“I... I got it off... somehow. Beyond the forest... I met a guy... Martin. He and his wife, Ruth, they took me in, cared for me... raised me.
And then... years later... one n-n-night... I... I... I...”
The words were stuck in my throat. Why was this so hard? I took a few deep breaths. Ingrid didn't say a word, didn't move, I barely noticed her breathing. This break was longer. We just sat there in silence, for a while.
“That night... I had a dre-dre-dre--
LËÂVÉ HÎM ÂLØNËËË, HÊ Í$$S MÌÎÏNÊÊ!! YØÛ HÈÅRR MÆ FØÔLÍ$HHH GÎRRRRL? ÅLL MÍNÊÊÊ!!!”
I was surrounded by blackness, by this feel of nothing, again.
Why am I here? Why now? WHAT did you do!? And what are you doing right now?!?
Mäkê ss$súrrê yøü rrêmëmbèr bøyyy, Yôü åré mînè, ând mìnë ålønæ!!!
What? I have no time for your nonsense now, let me back again. Don't you dare hurt her.
Øhhh, ýøû'd cärê íf Î hürt hær? Wê cån ärrràngé zât, yöû knøw.
Don't you dare!! You piece of shit!! It's me you want, come here and fight me.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha YØÛ thînk yöú'd sstând å chäncssæ ågàïnsst mê?!? HA HA HA HA
I... I... godammit, FUCK YOU!! What is it you want from me? What do I have to do so you leave her be!?!
Æsy, døn't têll ånyønê åbøût më ânýmørê. Nëxt tïmê zërê wøn't bé å wàrning
Sure, you've got yourself a deal, now let me
“OUT!!”
Whoa, I was back. She was sitting a few steps away from me, looking at me in terror, tears running down her face.
“Whatever happened, I'm sorry. IT--”
Hêy, rrëmêmbèr whåt YØÚ jüsst ågrêêd tø?!
“...I-I-I sometimes have these... no, I can't lie to you. Now I really can't tell you. For your safety. Else you'll get hurt, and I don't want that.”
“But-”
“Please Ingrid, it's no threat, no bluff, it's... a warning.”
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We went back shortly after. Neither of us said much. I looked at her every now and then, to see if she got hurt somewhere. Physically she seemed fine, but I was sure there had to be some serious mental & emotional damage after that.
She didn't tell me what had happened. She might think I know what happened, that I saw it all, but had no control over it. Or maybe... No, I had to stop overthinking this, without asking I can never guess what she thought. It was simply not possible to think myself into having no idea at all of whats up with me. I know not all of it either, but I know some important bits.
“Ingrid-”
I tried to break the silence, had to find out what happened.
“Whatever happened, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand, but I don't want people to know, for their safety. And now I'm forced to not tell anyone”
She didn't answer. She just continued walking, looking at the ground, staring far far away. Just like I did back then. Seeing that helped me a bit, helped me understand. It was a different situation, a different enemy, a different time, but I think it was somehow still very similar.
“Please Ingrid...” I put my hand on her shoulder “...please, I beg you, tell me what happened. I don't know, I cannot tell you why, not even what, but I never remember those...” I paused, carefully looking for the right word, to stay true to my contract “...those moments”
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I went back to the stream to wash off my blood and see how big the wound really was. It cost some time and energy but I'd rather check on that and maybe fix it somehow than leave a blood trail after me. Who knows what or who might sniff me up thanks to that.
The holes in my hand weren't that big, he did bite me two times so naturally there were four, two on the back of my hand, two inside of it. There wasn't much blood running from them tho, the bleeding had been worst in the beginning.
I tried moving my hand around a bit, into different positions I could think of that I'm using while hunting. But there was nothing that really caused much more bleeding than when I relaxed the hand.
A bit more when drawing my bow but I guess I had just to be a bit more selective with my prey, and more accurate with my shots.
I went on, looking for any kind of tracks of animals, focusing on my senses to hear if there's anything nearby. I found another hare, but this time I managed to sneak up and get it with my bow. Hit right in the head, quite a lucky shot I had there.
Guess that means one more to go, and then I'll eat something. My stomach growled Yeah I know it's time, I know that I'm tearing at my reserves, just gimme a bit more time
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Suddenly I was in another place. There was tall grass all around me, taller than me. The sky was clear, the sun stood high, and it was awfully warm. Something was calling to me, bidding me to come closer, and without much of a choice, I followed. After a few dozens steps I got out of the grass, and there were large stone steps before me. As I looked up I saw a large temple made of nothing but stone, with plants growing all over it. There were figureheads in some places, some looking human, others more animal-like. I wanted to go on further. Suddenly something heavy was pushing me to the ground, standing on me, clawing into my back. I felt the blood drain from me. I looked behind me, a huge feline was standing over me. More sturdy built than a cat, and with fangs going beyond it's lower jaw. I stared into one big golden eye with a pupil that was so dark and deep, that I couldn't look away. Before I knew what was happening it bit right into my neck. I woke up disoriented. What just happened? Where's that cannibal? I looked down at myself, my hands were covered in a dark, red, sticky fluid. I knew the feel, blood. Then I saw that guy on the ground. I was sitting on him, his throat slit, but he was grinning.
Explore 01
I woke up. It was already morning. I was still on that branch.
It was just a nightmare. I was very relieved. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. But I had something wet on my hands. I opened my eyes again and looked at my hands.
I was so scared I fell of the tree. For a moment there I forgot what I just saw. The pain from falling down did cleanse my thoughts for a second.
Picture Master Study: Forest Sunrise by Illustrum
Music Explore 01 from Fallout 3
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He began shouting unintelligible at me. His face turning more and more red with every word he said. After a few sentences his head was red as embers, I was just waiting for his hair to burst up in flames.
The sight was so amusing I couldn't at all focus on what he was saying. I managed to hear out a few words like poaching & hanging. At first those sent a chill down my back, but then I realized something. What can this blown up snob do to get you there? I mean unless I'd feel guilt towards him, and cooperate with him, I wouldn't expect that he was able to capture or bind me somehow.
He did wear a sword, which might help him, but all I had to do was stay out of his reach. Seeing the way he rages at me, he doesn't seem like he'd be a good fighter. Might only use it for giving the final hit to his prey.
And I do faintly remember a few guards, how to react to them. So if I think fast... No, I don't have to underestimate him, I only got a knife, and it's been years since I had anything like training.
But I've got a knife. As long as he hasn't drawn I do have a chance.
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In lonely admiration
I waited there. Exactly at the same spot. All day long. Hoping someone would come to end this.
No one came.
I'll probably have to wait till some "brave hero" comes by who is daring enough to kill me. I began to wander around the forest. I moved surprisingly fast. Might come from this... form. I'll have to get used to it -- for now.
My "walk" probably took hours. It was already getting bright again as I found a cave. Carefully I took a look into it. No one here I went inside. The cave was large, larger than it looked from the outside. And before I knew it, that cave became my new... place to stay.
Picture Cave by oceancradled
Music In lonely admiration by MIDERA
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I'm a guy from Norway, 96 model. But enough about me, on this blog you'll mostly find stuff about Bjorn. Maybe I'll add a few short stories of other characters too after a while but for now it's Bjorn.
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