Tatus, Chapter Six!CHAPTER SIX The meadow seemed peaceful, but so did the other one. The other one, infested with goblins and gnomes. Tatus looked back into the woods. A loud screeching could be heard overhead. Tatus covered his fragile ears. Overhead, high in the sky was a Roc, a large bird with an enormous wingspan. It screeched again. It was holding someone."Look steed! We must free that person!" Tatus shouted. He made a clicking noise, and his horse took off at a strong, powerful speed. Slowly, Tatus began to balance. He eased onto his feet, while his horse continued at a fast pace. The boy wobbled slightly, as he got to his feet. He drew his bow,
Tatus, chapter fiveCHAPTER FIVE It had been a few weeks since Tatus and Benson parted ways. He was decently worried about the man. He wanted to see him again. Tatus would never admit to crying about his friend leaving. Was it a friend? Maybe, yes he was. Bandits were known to be down the path, as well as dragons, orcs, trolls, and occasionally a gargoyle.The boy wandered through the woods of Tellamain. The trees seem to sway in a hypnotic way, making young Tatus dizzy and tired. He began to fall off his horse. His horse did a kick and Tatus straightened himself."I guess I'm just tired, boy. Shall we rest a while?" Tatus tried to remain atop the
Tatus, chapter fourCHAPTER FOUR As the boy smiled at all the wonders of the village, he found himself on the edge of town."An archery! Fantastic!" Tatus exclaimed happily. He dashed to the range and his horse followed closely. The boy held the reigns of his horse as he went into the range. "Anyone home? Is anyone here? I wish to test my skills as an archer please!""What you yelling for, sonny?" An elderly man stepped forward. "We don't use arrows here. The standard is guns in this range. The targets are stronger than the straw." Tatus puffed up his chest, making him look even more feminine."I can shoot through any target with my arrows that a gun c
Tatus, chapter threeCHAPTER 3The man with the purple hood looks up as the horse hooves approach. His lute was carved up, but still made beautiful music. Tatus approached the bard-like man."Excuse me," Tatus dismounted his horse. The man continued to play. "Do you know where this road leads?""Did you come all this way just to ask me that, boy?" The man looked up from his lute, hazel eyes revealed underneath the hood. Only one could be seen. The other was hidden by the hood still."Uh, yes?" Tatus looked at the man curiously."Well, I don't know. I've only ever come this far, not wanting to know what lies ahead, never bothered trying to go any farther." Th