Creative Writing: The Man Who Stepped Into Yesterday
Once upon a time, there was a mountain which rose out of a vast, green
forest. and in the forest there were birds and lakes and rocks and trees and
rivers. the forest was also inhabited by a small group of people called the
lizards. the lizards were a simple people and they had lived in the forest
undisturbed for thousands of years in utter peace and tranquillity. once a year
spring came, and the first blossoms began to show, the lizards would gather at
the base of the mountain to give thanks for all that they had. they thanked the
birds and they thanked the lakes and they thanked the rocks and the trees and
the rivers; but most importantly, they thanked icculus. icculus lived at ...
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intrigued by the lizards way
of life. he asked if he could stay and live in the forest; and the lizards, who
had never seen an outsider were happy to oblige. wilson lived with the lizards
for a few years, studying the ways of the helping friendly book, and all was
well. until one morning when they awoke and the book was gone. wilson
explained that he had hidden the book, knowing that the lizards had become
dependent on it for survival. he declared himself king and enslaved the
innocent people of gamehendge. he cut down the trees and built a city, which he
called prussia. and in the center of the city he built a castle, and locked in
the highest tower of the castle lay the helping friendly book, out of the reach
of the lizards forever.
But our story begins at a different time, not in gamehendge, but on a
suburban street in long island, and our hero is no king sitting in a castle, he
is a retired colonel shaving in his bathroom. colonel forbin looked square in
the mirror ...
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king, wilson. he
led me through the streets of prussia talking as he tried to crush a bug that
scurried underneath his boot heel. he said there was a place where we should go,
so he led me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which we wandered
*till we reached a bubbling spring. the knight grew very quiet as we stood
there then he lifted up his visor and he turned to me and he began to sing...
he said, "i come from the land of darkness, i come from the land of doom," he
said, "i come from the land of gamehendge, from the land of the big baboon. but
i*m never going back there and i couldn*t if i tried, 'cause i come from the
land of lizards and the lizards they have died." he ...
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