Post by Hody on Nov 10, 2007 16:08:40 GMT -5
(Well, here is the first part of chapter 3, I'm currently writing on part 2 which seems to be a bit longer then previous parts, still undecided on how many parts chapter 3 will be, most likely 3 as the other though let me know what you think)
When Groth’dar woke up the next morning Eric was still sleeping soundly next to him, the small human lay close to his soft belly and basked in the warmth from his inner fire. He looked around himself and narrowed his eyes as he gazed into the sun that was slowly rising over the mountains in the east. The meal he and the small human had shared the other night had most certainly been a pleasant event. The remaining meat from the goat he had caught for the small human the other day had now been placed further inside his cave. In the depths of the large cave the temperature were only a few degrees, which was cold enough for the meat not to go bad during the period that this human would be staying with him. He knew that the human stomach where rather delicate so he understood the need to place it in a cold environment. Although he had still been rather surprised when the human had insisted on placing the meat in something it had called a “plastic bag” he didn’t understand what this was and when Eric had shown it to him it had only looked like a large, see-though pouch. Although it had been reflecting the light in a manner that normal human pouches didn’t do, and of course he had been able to see right through it which was really strange. It was almost like that creation that the humans called “glass” – when it wasn’t coloured of course, which the humans usually seemed to do before adding it into their homes – however this “plastic” had been soft and according to Eric very durable, while glass was hard and would break easily. Groth’dar had kept pondering over this new item while enjoying the rising sun in the east, he found it rather amusing to hear of some of the new creations that the humans had managed to bring into the world, they seemed to be a rather diligent race indeed. Groth’dar had also asked about this “car” thing that Eric had mentioned during the hunt the other day, he still hadn’t quite managed to grasp the full concept of it. Apparently it was some kind of a metallic object that could move on it’s own as long as a human controlled it and as long as it was being fed some kind of “fuel”. As far as Groth’dar figured it seemed almost like a more advanced kind of horse dressed in armour, with the only difference that it wasn’t a living thing. When he had told Eric this he had actually laughed a bit and said with a smile that the humans did actually measure the strength of cars in “horse powers” as they called it. Apparently it was a measure of how many horses one car could replace in sheer strength, he had been amazed when he had heard that it could be measured in the hundreds, could the humans really have brought something like that into the world? The last times he had seen the humans they had seemed so small and fragile, and many of them had seemed so incapable of achievement. Obviously with some exceptions since they had mastered control of both fire and steel back then already which was a proof of their intelligence. However these new creations of theirs still seemed a bit strange to Groth’dar and they intrigued him, he knew he wanted to learn more about what the humans had mastered in the hundreds of years it had been since he had seen them last. Dragons were by no means unintelligent and Groth’dar was no exception to that, he was very intelligent and had easily understood the basic concepts of what Eric had told him about during their meal. But the very though of all these new things that the humans had mastered still fascinated him, perhaps he had underestimated the human intelligence a bit in the past. He shook his head though and remembered the human blood-thirst and their desire to bring destruction about, that was a sign of ignorance in his eyes and the humans had surely proven their tendencies for it in the past. Although perhaps the humans had finally managed to overcome that despicable trait of theirs and perhaps that was why they seemed to have managed to evolve so far now. He was interrupted in his thoughts as Eric began to wake up next to him, he turned his large head and looked at the small human that slowly opened it’s eyes and yawned loudly.
“Good morning my little one, have you slept pleasantly during the night?”
“I have slept very well big fellow, thank you for asking, how about you? Did you sleep well?”
Groth’dar nodded slightly before speaking again.
“Yes my little one, I have had a pleasant night of rest.”
He turned his large head and nodded towards the sun that was still rising slowly over the mountains in the east. He knew that the human kind were usually watching at a rising sun with a dreaming and admiring look in their eyes and that some of them even wrote poems in dedication to it’s glowing beauty. He had drawn the conclusion that this may very well be because of the short life spans that the human kin lead.
“Perhaps you would like to take a look at the sunrise o’ little one. I know your kin do not get to see very many of them in your lifetime.”
Eric scratched his beard and pondered for a short while, at first he was thinking about telling Groth’dar that humans considered themselves to live rather long lives. But he changed his mind though as he realised that Groth’dar was actually right, few people actually took the time these days to watch something as simple – yet beautiful – as a rising sun, even though they had the chance to do so every day of their lives.
“You’re right big fellow, we don’t get to see many sunrises during our life-times as none of us takes the time to watch them and enjoy them anymore.”
“I have learned that humans are fond of the motions of the sun and even counts the cycles it repeats, and they especially like it when it rises and when it sets, how come your kind doesn’t take the time to enjoy these things anymore?”
“I don’t really know big fellow, I guess we are just to stressed to do so”
Groth’dar shook his large head slowly.
“Even with the short lives of the humans you should still be able to take the time to enjoy what you wish to enjoy o’ little one.”
Eric nodded slightly.
“I know big fellow, but I guess the human is very restless by nature, we don’t wish to sit idle…” as he said that he was struck by the fact that most people could sit for hours in front of their televisions. He then began to laugh at what he had just said and just shook his head again.
“What are you laughing at o’ little one?” Groth’dar asked him in his deep voice.
“Oh, I just realised how stupid my own words were big fellow.” Eric said with a smile. “Humans actually do like to sit idle for long periods of times nowadays, it’s actually become somewhat of a way of life now.”
The rest of the morning passed in a calm matter, Eric prepared some more of the meat from the goat for breakfast, this time Eric fried the meat in a pan and after the small human had enjoyed it’s breakfast it turned it’s head up to Groth’dar again.
“Hey, big fellow.”
He tilted his head downwards and looked at Eric.
“What it is my little one?” Groth’dar asked.
“Do you think you could tell me some more about the history of dragons today big fellow?”
“Of course o’little one, lay down beside me and I’ll continue.” Groth’dar looked towards the entrance of the cave for a moment while Eric packed his things together and sat down beside him, he had already made a decision now, he had to find out something of vital importance to him, and he would need to do so soon. He had to know the answer to the question burning within his mind. The question of whether or not he the last one of his kind?
When Groth’dar woke up the next morning Eric was still sleeping soundly next to him, the small human lay close to his soft belly and basked in the warmth from his inner fire. He looked around himself and narrowed his eyes as he gazed into the sun that was slowly rising over the mountains in the east. The meal he and the small human had shared the other night had most certainly been a pleasant event. The remaining meat from the goat he had caught for the small human the other day had now been placed further inside his cave. In the depths of the large cave the temperature were only a few degrees, which was cold enough for the meat not to go bad during the period that this human would be staying with him. He knew that the human stomach where rather delicate so he understood the need to place it in a cold environment. Although he had still been rather surprised when the human had insisted on placing the meat in something it had called a “plastic bag” he didn’t understand what this was and when Eric had shown it to him it had only looked like a large, see-though pouch. Although it had been reflecting the light in a manner that normal human pouches didn’t do, and of course he had been able to see right through it which was really strange. It was almost like that creation that the humans called “glass” – when it wasn’t coloured of course, which the humans usually seemed to do before adding it into their homes – however this “plastic” had been soft and according to Eric very durable, while glass was hard and would break easily. Groth’dar had kept pondering over this new item while enjoying the rising sun in the east, he found it rather amusing to hear of some of the new creations that the humans had managed to bring into the world, they seemed to be a rather diligent race indeed. Groth’dar had also asked about this “car” thing that Eric had mentioned during the hunt the other day, he still hadn’t quite managed to grasp the full concept of it. Apparently it was some kind of a metallic object that could move on it’s own as long as a human controlled it and as long as it was being fed some kind of “fuel”. As far as Groth’dar figured it seemed almost like a more advanced kind of horse dressed in armour, with the only difference that it wasn’t a living thing. When he had told Eric this he had actually laughed a bit and said with a smile that the humans did actually measure the strength of cars in “horse powers” as they called it. Apparently it was a measure of how many horses one car could replace in sheer strength, he had been amazed when he had heard that it could be measured in the hundreds, could the humans really have brought something like that into the world? The last times he had seen the humans they had seemed so small and fragile, and many of them had seemed so incapable of achievement. Obviously with some exceptions since they had mastered control of both fire and steel back then already which was a proof of their intelligence. However these new creations of theirs still seemed a bit strange to Groth’dar and they intrigued him, he knew he wanted to learn more about what the humans had mastered in the hundreds of years it had been since he had seen them last. Dragons were by no means unintelligent and Groth’dar was no exception to that, he was very intelligent and had easily understood the basic concepts of what Eric had told him about during their meal. But the very though of all these new things that the humans had mastered still fascinated him, perhaps he had underestimated the human intelligence a bit in the past. He shook his head though and remembered the human blood-thirst and their desire to bring destruction about, that was a sign of ignorance in his eyes and the humans had surely proven their tendencies for it in the past. Although perhaps the humans had finally managed to overcome that despicable trait of theirs and perhaps that was why they seemed to have managed to evolve so far now. He was interrupted in his thoughts as Eric began to wake up next to him, he turned his large head and looked at the small human that slowly opened it’s eyes and yawned loudly.
“Good morning my little one, have you slept pleasantly during the night?”
“I have slept very well big fellow, thank you for asking, how about you? Did you sleep well?”
Groth’dar nodded slightly before speaking again.
“Yes my little one, I have had a pleasant night of rest.”
He turned his large head and nodded towards the sun that was still rising slowly over the mountains in the east. He knew that the human kind were usually watching at a rising sun with a dreaming and admiring look in their eyes and that some of them even wrote poems in dedication to it’s glowing beauty. He had drawn the conclusion that this may very well be because of the short life spans that the human kin lead.
“Perhaps you would like to take a look at the sunrise o’ little one. I know your kin do not get to see very many of them in your lifetime.”
Eric scratched his beard and pondered for a short while, at first he was thinking about telling Groth’dar that humans considered themselves to live rather long lives. But he changed his mind though as he realised that Groth’dar was actually right, few people actually took the time these days to watch something as simple – yet beautiful – as a rising sun, even though they had the chance to do so every day of their lives.
“You’re right big fellow, we don’t get to see many sunrises during our life-times as none of us takes the time to watch them and enjoy them anymore.”
“I have learned that humans are fond of the motions of the sun and even counts the cycles it repeats, and they especially like it when it rises and when it sets, how come your kind doesn’t take the time to enjoy these things anymore?”
“I don’t really know big fellow, I guess we are just to stressed to do so”
Groth’dar shook his large head slowly.
“Even with the short lives of the humans you should still be able to take the time to enjoy what you wish to enjoy o’ little one.”
Eric nodded slightly.
“I know big fellow, but I guess the human is very restless by nature, we don’t wish to sit idle…” as he said that he was struck by the fact that most people could sit for hours in front of their televisions. He then began to laugh at what he had just said and just shook his head again.
“What are you laughing at o’ little one?” Groth’dar asked him in his deep voice.
“Oh, I just realised how stupid my own words were big fellow.” Eric said with a smile. “Humans actually do like to sit idle for long periods of times nowadays, it’s actually become somewhat of a way of life now.”
The rest of the morning passed in a calm matter, Eric prepared some more of the meat from the goat for breakfast, this time Eric fried the meat in a pan and after the small human had enjoyed it’s breakfast it turned it’s head up to Groth’dar again.
“Hey, big fellow.”
He tilted his head downwards and looked at Eric.
“What it is my little one?” Groth’dar asked.
“Do you think you could tell me some more about the history of dragons today big fellow?”
“Of course o’little one, lay down beside me and I’ll continue.” Groth’dar looked towards the entrance of the cave for a moment while Eric packed his things together and sat down beside him, he had already made a decision now, he had to find out something of vital importance to him, and he would need to do so soon. He had to know the answer to the question burning within his mind. The question of whether or not he the last one of his kind?