The girl was exploring the wilderness behind her house one day. Although the girl was by no means athletic, wandering about outside was one of her favorite pastimes. She enjoyed letting her imagination stretch out and drift like a kite as she walked among the trees and bushes.
While exploring, she came upon a beast; a great, fearsome looking thing that was resting in a large puddle amongst the trees. The girl was frightened and tried to walk around the puddle without the monster noticing her. But it did.
“Come here little girl,” said the beast.
The girl froze in fear and tried her hardest not to look at the creature.
“I said come here,” it said again, this time with a bit of a growl.
The girl gulped, shivered and then did as she was told.
The beast was resting on its belly in the puddle, almost like a monstrous toad. The girl stood in front of the creature, feet just outside of the puddle.
“Are you afraid of me?” asked the creature.
“I am,” replied the girl.
“Now why is that?” it asked.
“Because you’re talking,” the girl answered.
The creature chuckled; a sound deep and gurgly.
“You’re afraid of me because I look frightening,” it said.
“I suppose that’s another reason,” the girl said.
“Do you think I’m evil?” the creature asked.
“No,” she replied.
“What if I told you that I was God?” it asked.
“I wouldn’t believe you,” the girl said.
The beast sighed, making ripples in the puddle.
“Very well. Child, you seem practical so I won’t mince words with you. I need to eat you. I am very hungry, I haven’t eaten in a very long time and you’re the first living thing of a decent size to come around. You understand, don’t you?”
“I understand, but I’d rather not be eaten,” the girl replied.
“Completely logical, I hold nothing against you,” the beast said. “But consider this. I am the last of my kind. All of my brothers and sisters are dead. I am the final remnant of a forgotten age. And if I do not eat soon, I will die. And with me goes the last bit of magic left in all the world.”
“Goodness,” said the girl.
“And you are a little girl. There are millions of you and more are being made every day. So it stands to reason that the loss of one little girl couldn’t possibly compare to the death of our world’s final magical being. Wouldn’t you say so?”
“It would be a shame….” The girl said, remembering all of the books and films about magical creatures she loved so much.
“So poppet, what do you say? Take one for the team and hop into the puddle. I’ll make it quick, I promise.”
The girl looked into the beast’s eyes and thought long and hard. Then she spoke again.
“I have an idea,” she said. “I’ll run home and get this big ham my mother bought at the store. I’ll feed it to you. That should be enough keep you going, right? It’s about as big as me.”
“A ham you say?” asked the creature.
The girl nodded.
The beast made a grumbly noise that shook the puddle and the nearby trees.
“Alright,” it finally said.
The girl ran as fast as she could; out of the wilderness, though her backyard and into her house. She ran into the kitchen and pulled the big ham out of the refrigerator. She then took off back into the woods. But when she returned to the puddle, the creature was gone.
No footprints, no smelly carcass. It was just…gone.
“I guess it just couldn’t wait any longer,” the girl said to herself, feeling a bit sad.
“Are you going to eat that ham?” asked the fairy, hovering over the girl’s shoulder.
Created: Jul 04, 2010Document Media