The declining sun
the darkness
the flames
the wood exploding.
"We ran as fast as we could."
Silence struck among them,
his face went white
uncomfortably embroiled.
"We saw thew beast."
The twins breathed simultaneously,
gripped in each others arms
holding tremulously to each other.
"All right then, we'll look for the beast."
The maze of darkness
full of claws
full of the awful unknown.
A menace
a nightmare.
A cry echoed through the darkness.
"We'll have to go and climb the mountain."
The excitement of exploration
like walking on rotten eggs
edging along the ledge.
The spear, the conch
The beast, the fire.
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