Big Chest and the Lion

Big Chest and the Lion [Prelude to After Eve II: Big Chest

By Dennis L. Siluk

The Man-eaters, as they were known, otherwise called the lions, jaguars, tigers of the ancient days, were not much different than, the new breed, so named by Short-legs as The Stone-Builders, the reason being, they had no second thoughts about killing the members of the Horde, nor the Branch-People; rather they seemed to harbor thoughts and acts as if they were summoned to do so, a duty that had to be announced; thus, all the inhabitants in these two areas were beastly trophies to them. The Folk in the Horde, along with several others of the Branch-People were terrified in a way of the new invaders of the land, the new neighbors, and their fathomless predator style of hunting. They were a threat more serious than the famine or the plague that had vanquished the land in the past.

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I had seen one time Big-chest walk into a campsite of theirs, the Stone-Builders that is, I tried to tell this story to my brother Stern-toes, once, but I never could explain it right, but I think he got the jest of it, if not the seriousness, we did both laugh at the Stone-builders for hours on end, afterwards. As I was about to say, Short-legs and Little-eyes witnessed this whole happening from a distance of course. The Stone-Builders were full of what they called wone, or wine, something along that order, some sounds take me back a bit, they had new sounds all the time, ones never heard of before their arrival on the scene. Well, Big-chest, noticed in the evening, they had killed a man-either; there were four of them at a campfire, just laughing, and drinking, and being playful like a group of little cubs. Actually they did get a little over physical with one another, like the wild boars after one of us, wanting to eat us for dinner, and then settled down again. It was winter so there was a chill in the air, and not much leafy trees to hide us, bu t we remained in the distant woods nonetheless, with a pile of leaves at our knees in case we needed to camouflage ourselves more.

As always, Big-chest was confident of his abilities, he stood in the woods, no shadow, just a big blob of muscle, fuzzy hair and sharp beady small squinty eyes, pinned on the four individuals, and their lion. He was actually blocking our vision a bit, but I think he did that because he wanted to show his audience, who was the king. Then unsuspected, he walked into the camp, among the four, he had seen their weapons by the fire, where the lion was. He was swaying his body like huge trees in a storm. Closer and closer he came to the fire, no one noticed, cant figure it out, could they not hear him, for I could, way back in the woods. His fingers almost touching the ground, he had long thick arms, fingers, and perturbing muscles. Then all of a sudden two of the four turned their necks to see what was in back of them, and almost went into shock, the other two stood up, all four were some fifteen feet from their weapons. The two who were squatting, were closest to the fire, the other two where a little farther away, standing, I think one was releasing himself, he made a puddle and was trying to cover it up, we just went, wherever, and whenever we had to.

Big-chest took his right hand, hit the head of one of the squatters as he was about to stand, and his head flopped like a dead fish out of water; flopping back and forth, as if to jump back into the creek. The other one tried to get to his weapon, but Big-chest picked him up by one leg, his penis showing, they all liked covering them up for some reason, and Big-chest just laughed, and tossed him into the fire, after twisting him about for a few seconds, breaking the leg in several places I expect. Then one of the two standing routed himself through the woods yelling something like, hhhh eel pppp...!! Not sure what that meant. The last one, I call him the brave one, pulled out a sharp object, about the length of his hand, and stood in front of Big-chest as if he was going to fight him. He looked similar to a banana compared to him. I asked myself, is he crazy, run! And run fast, while you can. Big-chest just looked dumfounded at the figure in front of him, and picked him up, picked up the seven food lionesses, and put her over his shoulder, the crazy Stone-Builder charged at him during this event and Big-chest with a quick turn, knocked the man on the ground with the man-eater still well balanced over his shoulder. Then like a dead fish, he kicked him in the mid section, sweeping him into the fire. He could not move.

Early winter

We had no way of knowing which winter would be good to us or bad for us, and winter this one year had come early, and therefore our food supply was depleted rather quickly. When Little-eyes and I returned back to the cave that evening we had told in our symbolic way, at the Banana Cave, the entire horde how Big-chest killed the Eve people. And you could hear the laughing for miles around. I think Big-chest had taken his trophy to a cave in our area, and was having dinner at the time. We liked anyone who could out smart the Stone-people, they were smug and we were helpless compared to them, most of the time. And so it felt good if anything. But our surprise would come in the morning.

Morning

In the morning when several of us looked out our cave, in the center of the canyon style area, we seen half a lion torn open, in the center, it was a treasure, and all of us quickly ran to eat what meat Big-chest had left for us. Big-chest was not always so generous, but for some odd reason, he knew we were starving for some protean, and our bodies where starting to show our ribs. Aimless to say, this never happened again, but we all gave Big-chest a smile as we walked proudly out of our cave-canyon.

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The Surgery

She couldn't take her eyes off her baby as the surgeon described the procedure; no, procedures.

I didn't know it was going to be so complicated, she said holding back tears.

Sometimes these things are a little more complicated, the surgeon replied, But you want her to be fixed, right?

Yes, I do. The tears were held at bay but they were blurring her vision now.

She took in a deep breath, Ok, go ahead and do what you have to do. She looked into the surgeon's eyes, I trust you. I'll just wait in here. As she walked off the surgeon could barely hear the soft sobs.

For the next four hours, the surgeon worked with great love and concentration. She had done this type of work before and she understood what was at stake. Her reputation depended on her skill in not only repairing the damage but hiding any scars so that the patient retained her original beauty as well. This one had been her toughest surgery to date, an almost complete reconstruction. It had taken her six months to convince the loved one that the surgery was necessary that it was in the best interest of the patient. Love can do strange things to a person, even delaying needed surgery. Finally, the reconstruction was finished.

Mary-Clare, the surgeon slowly opened the door, I'm finished with your baby.

The little girl leapt out of bed and grabbed her beloved stuffed cow hugging her to her chest.

Oh, Caroline Bovine, you look wonderful!

With her cow in one hand, she wrapped the other around her mother's neck and kissed her on the cheek.

Oh, Mom, you are the best!

The surgeon watched as the little girl turned and returned to the celebratory tea party set for Caroline's return. Another successful surgery, she loved her job.

AE Wise is a teacher, writer, actor and a half a dozen other things based of familial need. She is an author on http://www.Writing.Com/ which is a site for Creative Writing.

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Put A Party Recipe On Your Invitation

Invitations may include Recipes whenever there is fear that a limited menu contains an entre or side dish which may contain one or more ingredients which may be a problem for some Guests.

This may be done out of concern for Food allergies or other dietary issues. There is also the possibility that some Guests may not know what to expect from an ethnic theme Party. Sushi may be scary for those with no particular fondness for raw fish. The inclusion of the Recipe can reassure Guests that the ingredients are varied and egg or vegetable sushi is also available.

It could also point out that although the theme is Chinese New Year the Food has a decidedly Americanized ingredient list. It could go a long way toward pointing out that 1000 year old eggs aren't nearly that old. Also ethnic Foods which are not frequently found in mall Food courts can has perfectly tantalizing ingredients once the nature of these is fully revealed.

It may also be a gift of sorts to o ffer the Recipe for some of the dishes at a special occasion before the Guests ask for them. It is often the case that these will be requested especially when the hostess has prepared the menu and Food herself. Including the Recipes in Invitations or placing them on the buffet table is a nice gesture.

Recipes may be the artwork on an invitation in some rare cases. If Guests are being invited to a family reunion in a farm town that most have regrettably moved away from a secret Recipe might be good front art. The Invitations to the family might have a special nostalgic feel if an old family favorite is preserved on this memento. An old treat like dried apple cake might be just the right touch.

Mrs. Party... Gail Leino is the internet's leading authority on selecting the best possible Party Supplies (http://PartySupplieshut.com), using proper etiquette and manners while also teaching organizational skills and Fun facts. The Party Supplies Hut has a huge selection of free Party games, coloring pages, word find, word scramble, printable baby and bridal shower activities. Party Invitations for birthdays, holidays and theme parties. Invitation etiquette, free Party games, and Party planning Tips to help complete your celebration. Invitation suggested wording and when to mail them, plus lots of other Fun Party Tips.

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Suicide after Coffee and Eggs 1992

Behind him sat a body
Who? I dont know who
Just a head of hairun-descript.
Off the grill came the eggs
The waitress had brought the coffee before.
He talked about suicide (and his girlfriend,
now, both alienated)rippled it, it out of
his mouth. Through the window the sun struck
my eyes. I will, I will, I will commit suicide,
he cried. His body working into a gallop.
He smothered his lips with food and
coffee. A machine to breathe out of, was
all he was. Flies, flying round his, his sweat
soot, covered cloths, buzzing near my food;
his odor was of booze. What could I say to
the almost dead? (That I hadnt already said
((I asked myself)). Everything was gloom
as if he had the Black Plague, and he knew
He knew I could not offer him anything better,
so he put a hole in his head, and died instead.

#767 7/21/05

Note by the author: Alas, this is a true account, and since it has been 13-ye ars, I now can writer about it more clearly. I have learned in my counseling years (now history), when we cannot offer someone something better, than what they already have (or feel they have, and it is pretty well set in their minds), be it booze, dope, gamboling, women, money, or whatever it may be, why would they leave their plans, for your offer, which they have already devalued under their valued system as less than what they havethey wont (if silence comes, they are waiting for a new offer you may not have). They may tell you what you want to hear, but it will never turn out to your liking, unless it is really better in their eyes (your offer, that is). I dont blame myself; I just wish I had had a better offer.

Dennis Siluk, Poet and Author, his books can be seen at most any internet book dealer: http://www.bn.com or http://www.AllDirect.com

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Keywords:: Poetry
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Games Dungeons and Dragons

In the world of cult Games, probably none captured the imaginations of kids more than Dungeons & Dragons. This was a game that was so unique that the rules of the game were that there were really no rules. How you played was limited only by your imagination.

The game was actually influence by the great book Lord Of The Rings. The gentlemen who created Dungeons & Dragons, Gary Gygax and Dave Arneson, were such Rings freaks that they turned their love of the book into what became one of the most popular role playing Games of all time. This vision first took form in 1973.

This game was not like your traditional board game. The f act is, it didn't have a board at all. The original Dungeons & Dragons game came with a map. The players would follow the map to see where it would take them and ultimately uncover the rewards and dangers that lay in store for them.

There were no real rules to the game. Each game that was played could have as many players as you wanted. Each player would take on the role of a different character, which was also made up based on various races. The common races were humans, elves, dwarfs, orcs and a number of others. Each race then had various professions or specialties. For example. You may decide to play a human character who was a fighter. Maybe you preferred to play an elf who was a cleric, someone who healed other characters. The common professions aside from fighters and clerics were wizards, mages, paladins and thieves. Each profession had a different skill. Mages and wizards were very adept in casting magic spells that could be quite powerful in a bat tle against the enemy. Clerics had great healing powers. Thieves had the ability to pick locks and disarm traps.

In putting together a party to go out adventuring, it was a good idea to put together one that had a number of different skills. A common 6 member party consisted of 2 fighters, 1 cleric, 1 wizard, 1 thief and 1 paladin. This party was diverse enough to handle anything that it happened to run into.

And what exactly did these parties run into? Anything and everything. There were monsters of all kinds in the game of Dungeons & Dragons, from goblins to skeletons to the all dreaded dragon itself. Each monster had its own powers and abilities. Some monsters were easy to defeat and others were quite hard.

The excitement of the game was in creating a character and watching your character gain skill levels. Characters start at the lowest levels and work their way up to the highest levels possible. This could literally take months or even years of play.

Each character itself is made up of various abilities such as dexterity, strength, intelligence and a number of others. The scores for these abilities are randomly generated by dice, which are the whole engine of a Dungeons & Dragons game. The common dice used are 4, 6, 8, 10, 12, 20 and 100 sided. These dice are also used to determine the outcome of battles and the ability to disarm traps. They even determine what treasures may or may not be found. And the amazing thing about all this is that there is no board, no pieces, nothing but paper and pencil and the dice. It is just about the cheapest game to play while being the most fascinating.

If you have never experienced the fantasy world of Dungeons & Dragons, you owe it to yourself to get yourself a party and go exploring.

Michael Russell Your Independent guide to Games

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Poets & Poems Part VII Crown of the Hill & The Demon in Poetry

POEM:

Crown of the Cerro (Unishcoto Ruins)

Up the *cerro to UnishcotoI followed the rocks,
They changed from shape to shape, but scarcely a breathe did I linger
I moved from stone to stone, some had human shapes, others looked like old bones.
I almost got lost in the gathering light,

Close by me my guide, my wifea feast of ruins resided on top
And sparse tress combed the area thereabouts;
A white and blue sky, which looked like
A wobbly sea was overhead

And then, then
There was the crown of the hill ahead
Unishcoto!

#1521 *Cerro=hill

Commentary:

Readers & Poets

The poet seeks words when he should be seeking matter, more concerned with choiceness of the verse, phrase or stanza than clean composition of the sentence, and the beauty that should be in the clauses. We need to weigh the matter and the worth of the subject (in the poem) more, and perhaps make better judgments as reade rs and poetslest we go back to the ignorant Stone Age.

Commentary:

The Demon in Poetry

The poet, he often lives in a soul that is tarnished from his past, he looks too long backwards, when he should be looking forward. He may have ripe passion, exaggerated feelings, sentiment, but that cannot pull him out of his morbid dreams, or the rubbish many feel compelled to write. He needs to select the treasures of the past, to enjoy the present (if only he could).

Most poets live at the pitch of frenzy, they leave the demon in the Poetry because it makes it more important. If he takes him out, he may have to abolish evil, and contend with life as it is.

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Rognat and the Wankas: La Laguna de Paca on Venus Now in Spanish and English

The first man in space was to Rognats understanding, Carson Napier, a former British subject. He departed earth by way of a torpedo (of his won design), many years before his birth. He tried to reach Mars, but landed on Venus. This off course is all old news to those who knew of Mr. Napier. On Venus he discovered races primitively bestial, and advanced as well. Also there were giant beasts, as well as insects.

Save for Rognat landed on Venus, as well, he was in the process of trying to head onto another planet, similar to Napier in that respects; that is, after exploring the many planets and asteroids throughout a half dozen solar systems in and out of the Milky Way. He had met a female named Siren a while back (on his planet); thus, they had become comrades in this venture, as well as lovers; but things happened a few months prior and Sirenwell thats another story. Rognat was alone now, and Venus was in his telescope.

As middle aged man now, and perhaps saw mo re than Napier was during his time spent on Venus, was hoping he would not have to land, but rather just see the planet from a distance.

From his space craft he saw a hidden lake which was surrounded by mountainsHe called it White Mountain, because it looked similar to a place in Peru that resembled this new location on Venus, up by Huancayo. Actually this area was also hidden from the main population of Venus, kind of like a black lagoon.

The lake was well hidden; it was called by the inhabitants of this area, La Laguna de Paca.

When he landed on Venus, he was positive that he should never see his spacecraft again. Yet as you and I know, his fears, in the long run, were never realized. When he flew by Venus, its gravitational pull, drew him to its atmosphere, thus his course was to descend, and he was sent tumbling for the most part through Venus atmosphere, like a small asteroid. This was when he saw the strange Laguna, surrounded by the Nevadas of that area; enthralled he was, to say the least, yet this was not where he wished to be by far.

This said, he figured after landing, this time would allow him to repair his generator of sorts, which could transfer the solar suns energy into his machine, and created energy for his ship. Henceforward, out of the mysterious laguna was something else to come though.

The Wankas

[Huanca Wanka As he approached the laguna [lake he found a tribe of some earthly origin. As they saw him, pandemonium broke out. Loud cries and screams came from the tribe members; they were a tribe that had been brought their mysteriously some 1300-years prior to this visit, called the Wankas, out of Peru. They were still primitive, compared to Rognat. He knew of these natives from Peru, from the Mantaro Valley, they were a wild bunch in its day: warriors of a high status.

Rognat noticed they bore no real weapons to speak of, and when one of the thirty or forty warriors came to throw a knife at him, he shot one in the head, and thus, the rest stood stone-still, fists tight. Then one of the warriors was ready to shoot a rock at Rognat, via, some kind of waving sling shot, called a Honda, and Rognat aimed his pistol at him, this paralyzed him for the moment; his fear zoomed up and down his face, he put his weapon down along his thigh, still holding it. Nonetheless, Rognat kept himself at a safe distance. Then all of a sudden someone tripped him, tied a rope around one of his feet, and dragged him to the laguna, and tied a rock onto his back and cast him into the middle of the lake.

The Deep

With a quick glance into his new environmentdescending rapidly into the deep; thus he saw a pair of huge eyes, they drew up to him as he sank deeper. With all the strength he had left in him, and still sinking horribly, the beast of the deep, now a few feet from him looked like a giant squid with tusks of a mammal. Strange it may have been, but moreso, he wa s worried about his three minutes now in the water; he knew he could not last more than another minute. He broke loose of the rope around him, finely, and dropped the 200-pound stone they had placed on his back, pushing it to the front of him as both the beast and he sank together; the beast with his mouth open ready to eat this strange being in the water, was to be surprised. He turned to the beasts mouth, and clambered the big stone into it.

A moment later, he swam to the surface of the laguna; it was but a short distance to the top now. When he stepped out of the lake, the Wankas did not seize him; they ran like hell, thinking he was a demon.

Spanish Version Translated by Nancy Penaloza

Rognat y Wanka:

La Laguna de Paca sobre Venus

[El Lago sobre Venus

El primer hombre en el espacio era para el entendimiento de Rognat, Carson Napier, un antiguo sujeto britnico. l se march de la tierra por va de un torpedo (de un diseo ganado), muchos aos antes de su nacimiento. l trat de alcanzar Marte, pero aterriz sobre Venus. Esto por supuesto son todas viejas noticias para aquellos quienes saban del Sr. Napier. En Venus l descubri razas primitivamente bestiales, y avanzados tambin. Adems haba bestias gigantescas, as como insectos.

Salvo por Rognat que tambin aterriz sobre Venus, El estaba tratando de dirigirse a otro planeta, similar a Napier en ese respecto; es decir despus de la exploracin de muchos planetas y asteroides a travs de media docena de sistemas solares dentro y fuera de la Va Lctea. l haba encontrado a una fmina llamada Sirena, un tiempo atrs (en su planeta); as, ellos se haban hecho compaeros en esta aventura, as como amantes; pero las cosas pasaron unos meses previos y la Sirenabien esta es otra historia. Rognat estaba solo ahora, y Venus estaba en su telescopio.

Como un hombre de mediana edad ahora, y quizs vio ms que Napier, estuvo durante un tiempo permaneciendo en Venus , esperaba que l no tuviera que aterrizar, mas bien solamente ver el planeta desde una distancia lejana.

Desde su nave espacial l vio un lago ocultado que estaba rodeado por montaas - l lo llam la Montaa Blanca, porque esto pareca similar a un lugar en Per que se pareca a esta nueva ubicacin sobre Venus, ah por Huancayo. Actualmente esta rea tambin estuvo ocultada de la poblacin principal de Venus, parecido a una clase de laguna negra.

El lago estuvo bien ocultado; los habitantes de este lugar lo llamaron, La Laguna de Paca. Cuando l aterriz sobre Venus, l estaba consiente que l nunca podra ver su nave espacial otra vez. As como usted y yo sabemos, sus miedos, a la larga, nunca fueron realizados. Cuando l vol por Venus, su aura gravitacional, lo atrajo hacia su atmsfera, as su curso descendera, y l fue enviado cayendo principalmente a travs de muchas partes de la atmsfera de Venus, como un pequeo asteroide. As fue cuando l vio la extraa Lagu na, rodeado por los Nevados de aquella rea; cautivado estaba l, a decir lo menos, aunque esto no era donde l dese estar a lo mucho.

Esto fue lo que dijo, l imagin despus del aterrizaje, que este tiempo le permitira reparar su generador o una clase de esto, el cual podra transportar la energa solar hacia su maquina, y crear la energa para su nave. De ah en adelante, fuera de la misteriosa laguna, hubo algo ms por que venir, pienso.

Wanka

[Huanca Wanka Mientras l se acerc a la laguna [el lago l encontr una tribu de algn origen terrenal. As ellos lo vieron, y el desorden estall,. Gritos ruidosos y temibles vinieron desde los miembros de la tribu; ellos eran una tribu que haba sido trada misteriosamente unos de 1300 aos antes de esta visita, llamada los Wankas, del Per. Ellos eran todava primitivos, comparados a Rognat. l conoca a estos habitantes de Per, del Valle del Mantaro, ellos eran un manojo salvaje en la actualidad, los guerreros de un alto estado.

Rognat noto que ellos no llevaban ningn arma verdaderas de que hablar, y cuando uno de los treinta o cuarenta guerreros vino para lanzarle un cuchillo a l, l peg un tiro en la cabeza, y as, el resto permanecieron paralizados, puos apretados. Entonces uno de los guerreros estaba listo para disparar una roca a Rognat, va, alguna clase de tiro de gravitacin llamado Honda, y Rognat apunt con su pistola hacia el, esto lo paraliz por el momento; su miedo zumb arriba y abajo de su cara, l coloc su arma a lo largo de su muslo, todava sostenindolo. Sin embargo, Rognat se mantuvo a una distancia segura. Entonces de repente alguien tripped l, at una cuerda alrededor de uno de sus pies, y lo arrastr a la laguna, at una roca en su espalda y lo ech en el medio del lago.

Profundo

Con un vistazo rpido dentro de su nuevo medio ambiente; descendiendo rpidamente dentro de lo profundo, as l vio un par de enormes ojos, ellos levantaron hasta l mientras l se hunda en lo ms profundo. Con toda la fuerza que l haba dejado en l, y todava hundindose horriblemente, la bestia de la profundidad, ahora pocos metros de l parecido a un calamar gigantesco con los colmillos de un mamfero. Extrao puede haber sido, pero mas aun, l estuvo preocupado acerca de sus tres minutos ahora en el agua; l saba que l no podra durar ms que otro minuto. l se liber de la cuerda alrededor de l, suavemente, y dej caer la piedra de 200 libras que ellos haban colocado sobre su espalda, empujndolo al frente de l tanto como entre la bestia y se hundieron juntos; la bestia con su boca abierta listo para comer a este extrao ser en el agua, deba estar sorprendido. l gir la boca de la bestia, y paso por encima la piedra grande dentro de ello. Poco despus, l nad a la superficie de la laguna; estaba slo a una distancia corta hacia la cima ahora. Cuando l salio del lago, los Wankas no lo agarraron; ellos corrieron como del infierno , pensando que l era un demonio.

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