A Very Short Tale

Once a great hunter decided to hunt for his tribe..."What's that?" he said. "Come here Totoro, my 2nd-in-command. Tell me what you see."

And then there were 2 hunters, looking at winged meat on 2 legs. "They're what is called pigeons. I had heard that they are good to eat...if we can only catch them." The 2nd-in-command liked nothing better than to sit and dream of soft breezes and was not all that eager to be jumping across winds to catch flying birds. "We could fall into the great abyss," he thought.

Out of nowhere a third hunter appeared like a great spirit. He was gold and his fur shimmered in the sun(of san's camera). He too stared at the feathered creatures but he knew they would never be able to get them. The feathered birds were like dreams on clouds and they would never be able to cross the great abyss. He knew because err...he was wise beyond his years...

So he told his furred brothers, "Bruffers, let me give you some advice. I am the great sun spirit (see my golden fur) and I was sent here to tell you that if we catch them, we will never be able to dream these wonderful dreams again when we look across the great abyss. Surely you would like to see the feathered creatures rather than those monster things on wheels that never seem to go anywhere..." His bruffers agreed as they knew he was a great spirit (since he told them) and it would be better to believe great spirits. Who knows what may happen if they decided to push him into the abyss. (They are very wise bruffers too )