Post by Jotah on May 6, 2007 19:18:59 GMT -5
(This is a story i wrote a while ago, still have no plans what to do w/ it. Enjoy!)
It was a bright, sunny day in the North Alaskan Forest. The sunlight was glistening through the trees. Animals were scampering all around on the forest floor. Then, in an instant, two villagers came climbing up a hill in the distance. One of them was carrying a baby. “Whew. At least I’m not pregnant anymore.” said the woman. “Well, that’s two advantages of our baby’s birth,” said the man. “At least until he hits puberty,” said the woman, then she continued, “Atka, dear, I still think we should’ve named the baby after you.” “Nonsense, Nakia. Jotah is the perfect name for such an adorable baby,” said Atka, with a smile. Nakia smiled back, and then looked from Atka to the baby, her smile growing even bigger. They continued onward, for Atka had something very special planned. Nakia was clueless, for she thought that they were on their way to meet Atka’s parents. But what Atka really had planned for them was much better… much, much better. They continued on the woodland trail, a picturesque view of glistening snow in front of their eyes. In fact, the Equinox was near, so the wintertime view was at its peak of beauty.
They pressed on, and it was clear from the love in their eyes that they were meant to be together. It was like the wondrous tale of Romeo & Juliet, when two star-crossed lovers fell in love at first sight. Of course, Atka was the shy one, so Nakia had to make her move on him. You could see it in their minds, how they first met. Atka had been out fishing, when Nakia had lost her way back to her village on a nighttime stroll. Atka was on his way back, after a hard day’s work at the river, and Nakia, was stumbling through the forest. They bumped into each other, both going opposite directions. Atka forgot about his fishing expedition and decided to make a camp for the two of them. But you see, in the morning, Atka was just as lost as Nakia. Together, the two of them found their way to a third village. Both decided to stay there. This occurred when they were 14. Nakia made her move on Atka when they were 15, and Nakia had Jotah at 16. But enough talk about the past, let’s get back to the present.
It just so happened that they came upon a frozen waterfall, completely unplanned on their journey. They stopped to glance upon the rarity upon rarities of nature, and ended up setting up camp there. “Atka, aren’t we lucky?” said Nakia, resting her head on Atka’s shoulder. “Yes, Nakia, we are,” said Atka, then continued, “It’s a miracle that we’ve come across this. It’s the perfect place for me to tell you something.” “What’s that?” asked Nakia, straightening up, and sitting up. “Well, I wanted to say-” he reached into his bag-, “that I love you more than this earth, and to prove it-” he took something out, enclosed in his hand-, “I want you to have this.” He showed her what was in his hand. It was a bear carved out of stone, suspended on a string of leather. “The bear of love…” said Nakia, and then fell silent. “Yes, dear. This is how true my love towards you is. And if you ever have any doubt-” he placed it around her neck-, “just look for the truth around your neck.” As Atka finished, Nakia’s lip started to quiver. A tear slid down her face. “Oh, Atka… I don’t know what to say…” Atka replied, “Then say nothing, and kiss me.” Nakia smiled, and, still crying, started to kiss Atka. That night was the last night Atka and Nakia would ever lay eyes on each other again.
Atka got up early to get them some breakfast. Dressing himself, he stepped outside of the tent he had made for them last night. It had been quite a wild ride last night, a roller coaster, if you will, and Atka wanted Nakia to get some sleep before they set out again. It was barely dawn when he went out to fish, and he found a marvelous river to fish in, right next to the frozen waterfall, which wasn’t frozen anymore. The Equinox was last night. No wonder the ground had looked so marvelous yesterday, thought Atka. He caught many fish, a few salmon, a few trout, and one, very large bass, which he had to empty his bag to carry. When he got back to camp, however, there was no one there. The tent was in shreds, and neither Nakia nor the baby were anywhere in sight. Atka found the bear totem he had given to Nakia the night before on the ground. He kneeled to pick it up, and doing so, began to cry. He put his hands in his face, then, looking up to the heavens, he shouted, “NAKIA!” He looked down again, but this time he noticed something. Two large paw prints were on the ground near where his knees rested. A closer examination revealed that the paws were of bear, and Atka became very sad since it reminded him so much of his love. Then, a strange thing occurred. Atka then became very angry, which was not like him at all. He swore one day to find the bear that had done this, but he would not waste his time looking. He would let the bear come to him. In that sense, it would be destiny: destiny that he would kill it. And from that day forth, Atka hated bears. Everything about them was appalling. From their grungy hair to their wet noses, there were no advantages to being a bear. And the biggest disadvantage was that you would always have an enemy, no matter who you were. If you were a bear, you were hated. It was plain and simple. And just thinking about bears made Atka think of his dead wife and son, and how they had disappeared that one, fateful day. He would think of the death in the forest.
It was a bright, sunny day in the North Alaskan Forest. The sunlight was glistening through the trees. Animals were scampering all around on the forest floor. Then, in an instant, two villagers came climbing up a hill in the distance. One of them was carrying a baby. “Whew. At least I’m not pregnant anymore.” said the woman. “Well, that’s two advantages of our baby’s birth,” said the man. “At least until he hits puberty,” said the woman, then she continued, “Atka, dear, I still think we should’ve named the baby after you.” “Nonsense, Nakia. Jotah is the perfect name for such an adorable baby,” said Atka, with a smile. Nakia smiled back, and then looked from Atka to the baby, her smile growing even bigger. They continued onward, for Atka had something very special planned. Nakia was clueless, for she thought that they were on their way to meet Atka’s parents. But what Atka really had planned for them was much better… much, much better. They continued on the woodland trail, a picturesque view of glistening snow in front of their eyes. In fact, the Equinox was near, so the wintertime view was at its peak of beauty.
They pressed on, and it was clear from the love in their eyes that they were meant to be together. It was like the wondrous tale of Romeo & Juliet, when two star-crossed lovers fell in love at first sight. Of course, Atka was the shy one, so Nakia had to make her move on him. You could see it in their minds, how they first met. Atka had been out fishing, when Nakia had lost her way back to her village on a nighttime stroll. Atka was on his way back, after a hard day’s work at the river, and Nakia, was stumbling through the forest. They bumped into each other, both going opposite directions. Atka forgot about his fishing expedition and decided to make a camp for the two of them. But you see, in the morning, Atka was just as lost as Nakia. Together, the two of them found their way to a third village. Both decided to stay there. This occurred when they were 14. Nakia made her move on Atka when they were 15, and Nakia had Jotah at 16. But enough talk about the past, let’s get back to the present.
It just so happened that they came upon a frozen waterfall, completely unplanned on their journey. They stopped to glance upon the rarity upon rarities of nature, and ended up setting up camp there. “Atka, aren’t we lucky?” said Nakia, resting her head on Atka’s shoulder. “Yes, Nakia, we are,” said Atka, then continued, “It’s a miracle that we’ve come across this. It’s the perfect place for me to tell you something.” “What’s that?” asked Nakia, straightening up, and sitting up. “Well, I wanted to say-” he reached into his bag-, “that I love you more than this earth, and to prove it-” he took something out, enclosed in his hand-, “I want you to have this.” He showed her what was in his hand. It was a bear carved out of stone, suspended on a string of leather. “The bear of love…” said Nakia, and then fell silent. “Yes, dear. This is how true my love towards you is. And if you ever have any doubt-” he placed it around her neck-, “just look for the truth around your neck.” As Atka finished, Nakia’s lip started to quiver. A tear slid down her face. “Oh, Atka… I don’t know what to say…” Atka replied, “Then say nothing, and kiss me.” Nakia smiled, and, still crying, started to kiss Atka. That night was the last night Atka and Nakia would ever lay eyes on each other again.
Atka got up early to get them some breakfast. Dressing himself, he stepped outside of the tent he had made for them last night. It had been quite a wild ride last night, a roller coaster, if you will, and Atka wanted Nakia to get some sleep before they set out again. It was barely dawn when he went out to fish, and he found a marvelous river to fish in, right next to the frozen waterfall, which wasn’t frozen anymore. The Equinox was last night. No wonder the ground had looked so marvelous yesterday, thought Atka. He caught many fish, a few salmon, a few trout, and one, very large bass, which he had to empty his bag to carry. When he got back to camp, however, there was no one there. The tent was in shreds, and neither Nakia nor the baby were anywhere in sight. Atka found the bear totem he had given to Nakia the night before on the ground. He kneeled to pick it up, and doing so, began to cry. He put his hands in his face, then, looking up to the heavens, he shouted, “NAKIA!” He looked down again, but this time he noticed something. Two large paw prints were on the ground near where his knees rested. A closer examination revealed that the paws were of bear, and Atka became very sad since it reminded him so much of his love. Then, a strange thing occurred. Atka then became very angry, which was not like him at all. He swore one day to find the bear that had done this, but he would not waste his time looking. He would let the bear come to him. In that sense, it would be destiny: destiny that he would kill it. And from that day forth, Atka hated bears. Everything about them was appalling. From their grungy hair to their wet noses, there were no advantages to being a bear. And the biggest disadvantage was that you would always have an enemy, no matter who you were. If you were a bear, you were hated. It was plain and simple. And just thinking about bears made Atka think of his dead wife and son, and how they had disappeared that one, fateful day. He would think of the death in the forest.
