The Story of Wigglee

I am Wigglee. This is my story. I dwell in the dark most of the time as that is where I am most safe. The time I see light is where I am near the surface to seek out food and green to munch. I also check that I do not get spotted by any of my predators and end up in their tummies. Also I am careful not get caught by the giants who are not aware of our presence and stomp on us.

On a special occasion, I witnessed a strange happening. I was seeking through the deep and once day found myself in a very cool room. On occasions, I saw giants coming into the room and they laid a big white boulder on a certain rock platform. And then they rolled a giant slab of rock to close up the room. Oh! How I enjoyed the coolness of the environment.

Besides enjoying the coolness, a scent began to develop in the room. It was the smell of decay. I have come across on many occasions the dead carcasses of animals. And so I am quite familiar with this kind of scent. It was coming from the big white boulder. The scent became even more intense as long as I remember. Then a strange thing happened.

The slab of rock was rolled off. I hid away in case those giants come in again and stomp on me. The light from outside shone into the room. I could feel the warmth coming in and the scent dispersing out to the open. I saw many shadows of giants outside the room and there seems to be a commotion out there.

I moved slowly to the side of the room so that I do not get rolled over and at the same time, try to catch the sight of what is going on outside. There was numerous giants and mostly were in black outfits. But for one, the giant was in white. He looked very saddened in his countenance, a giant who seems familiar with sorrow. They were even water crystals flowing out of the eyes.

The white giant stood in the front of the opening of the room and said something, with his hands lifted up, as if commanding something or someone from the room within. Then the big white boulder moved and the arms were stretched and there was this giant who seems to have been awakened by the call of the white giant.

There the giant awakened. The scent of deadness was gone. The expressions of the surrounding other giants have brightened up suddenly. It felt as if a miracle has occurred and they were amazed. Two woman giants were especially delighted by the awakened giant and held him in their arms. It seems like their sorrow and sadness have turned into joy and delight as they walked back to their city with the white giant.

As for me, I decided to get back into the darkness and seek out other places so as not to get caught by such mysterious happenings and also avoid being in the light too long. You know how easily we can become food in the light. As I moved deeper, I wondered what the white giant said that awakened the boulder giant. Who was this white giant?

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The Story of Scarlet and Cathlyn

The Story of Scarlet and Cathlyn

This is our story. I am Scarlet. I have my part of my story. In my search for food for my survival as well as for the survival of my family who awaits my return, I ran into Cathlyn who also was looking for food.

But thanks to the Great Provider, I did not end up as her food but we both found lots of bits and pieces enough for a time. "Dear Cathlyn, please do not eat me up as I have a family to feed!" panted Scarlet as she scurries here and there in a zig-zag manner so as to confuse Cathlyn from catching hold of her.

This is my story too. I am Cathlyn. "Dear Scarlet, I have to catch you as I have a tummy to feed!" screamed Cathlyn as she kept up her speed and ready her claws for the final catch. Then a great scent caught the attention of Cathlyn and she came to a halt to ascertain where this strong aroma of food was coming from.

Scarlet also hid herself in a bush as she caught up with her breath and at the same time looked intently why Cathlyn stopped chasing after her. She too received a strong fragrance drawing her curiosity out to go find out where this scent originated itself from.

Both Scarlet and Cathlyn moved secretly through the thick bush so that their presence would not be found out. They were careful not to make even a hint of sound. As they peeped out of the small enclosure of the bushes, they were amazed.

Small pockets of people were scattered in the green. They were like feasting over baskets full of bread and fish. Several men were distributing the food around and it looked like there were enough to go around. How did all this food come about?

When the men completed the distribution, all of them walked towards this particular man who was dressed in white and looked like a special person. And before him laid some more baskets of food which seem to be enough for each of the men who helped. When they have finished their meal, they moved along. And the crowds moved as well.

In the silence of the field was some bits and pieces of the bread and fish which may have dropped off from the baskets as the people and even the children ate their meals. Both Scarlet and Cathlyn leaped for joy as they gathered these bits and pieces for their family and were satisfied.

But one question lingered in their minds as each of them went back to their families. "How did all this food come about?" And this too become a great story and great mystery to tell to their little ones.

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The Story of Pinklet and Salus

This is my story. I am Pinklet. Our master was gathered us to move back from our walk on the grass fields to our home where we shall all take our rest and feast on the food poured out for us. All of a sudden, a large group of us went wild and rushed in a certain direction. I was altogether confused and frantic. "What was happening to them?" I thought as I gave chase.

As my feets did my best, I could not run as fast and wonder at the same time where they were heading. Even my master gave chase as he too was very puzzled by the strange behavior of the herd. Suddenly his pace grew faster and ran ahead of me. It looks like something terrible was going to occur.

When I finally caught up with my master, all I saw was him standing afar off standing at the edge of the cliff. And I was curious, "Where had the herd gone to?" When I stood next to my master, to my horror I saw that they have off ran off the cliff and drown in the stream below. What a terrible accident!

"Dear Salus" I asked her. "What do you think happened to the large herd, do you know?" As she landed on my nose, Salus said, "I saw what happened, Pinklet." "Dear Salus,  please tell me more."

"The white giant talked to the shaking giant and commanded something to go to this big herd nearby. There was a gush of wind and I was almost swept away too. Then I saw that big herd rushed down the cliff."

It seems like reality has caught up with our master. I saw master ran towards the white giant and his face seems awfully mad. His action was like chasing the white giant away. The white giant spoke to that shaking giant who now was no more shaking but paying total attentiveness to the words of the white giant.

Pinklet was wondering what words were spoken to both the something and also the shaking giant. Now the master came to Pinklet and the little babies. In his soberness, he knelt now. He prayed. He looked to heaven as he faced the almost empty barnyard that once held the herd.

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The Story of Cotton

This is my story. I am Cotton. I am prone to wander as I grace the green fields. Sometimes attracted by greener pastures, I would go for them and wander off to unknown and unbeaten paths. Tracking down dangerous pathways and occasional falls were the usual thing. And on certain falls I would also receive some scars which stay there for a long time.

Even in a big crowd of cottons, we would go off on our own ways, unaware that sometimes the green fields would envelope them out of sight. Talk about sight, we are usually kept within sight of our Master. Even though there are so many of us, he watches over us. He would talk to us as he tends to us. He would lower himself and caress us very kindly as he speaks to us.

One day I was up to my wandering addiction and was down to a path I was totally left on my own. I tried to find my way back but could not, as the day has subtly turned into gloomy night. I called out hoping that someone or my Master may hear me. After I was tired out by the calling and the walking, I stayed where I was.

I stilled myself to a halt and quieted myself in the darkness that surrounds me now. I rested as I laid my body on the ground. At this time I realize something. I could hear little sounds here and there. I could also hear my breathing. I got to know myself more now and realize I should have stayed with the cottons.

After a while in the darkness where I thought it felt like a long time, I heard a familiar sound. I was sure it was not a sound of the enemy as that voice had a frequency which rings in my mind. That voice became louder and warmed every part of me. I called out and now hear that voice coming closer and closer.

It was my Master. He talked to me like he usually do and caressed me and checking I was injured in some way. He carried me over his shoulder and walked my way out of the darkness. The next moment the darkness has slowly turned into dawn and light eventually shone around us.

My Master carried me all the way back and brought some green for my feeding. This green has never tasted so good. My Master celebrated my homecoming with his family and friends while I busied myself in the comfort and care of my Master's fold.

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The Story of Eyawn

This is my story. My name is Eyawn. I am very close to things. Most of the time, I am used for carrying things around from one place to another. Occasionally I have the little ones being placed on me to let them have some fun trying out the ride. My owner would place a wooden piece with cloth on me so that the items can be put onto the wooden piece to hold the items for moving.

This has been my life for a long time. Occasionally I also see another of my kind, also doing the same occupation as me. We would chat and how heavy are the loads and what are the experiences we have had in our journeys. Usually we would also bring up ancient stories of our fathers like the time where one of our fathers was given the privilege and power to talk back to the owner in their language, warning the owner of a sword-drawn angel blocking their way.

That was so awesome. Sometimes the load can be so excessively heavy that we hope we can speak up and tell our owners to lighten up. Talk about lighten up, I got an opportunity to lighten up - an opportunity to be giving a ride to a very special person where I too was privileged in the process.
Here is my story.

A man came by to speak to untie me. Someone asked him what he was doing. This man replied, "The Lord needs it." So I was released and followed this man by the rope. A while later, we reached a particular house and there came out a man who was gentle and full of grace. He took his seat on me as if he was taking up position on his throne.

As we moved, we journeyed to a pathway that was leading through the outskirt of the town. We were moving towards the city. As we moved along, behind us were a trail of what looked like his followers. This man was really exceptional. I have seen trails of soldiers following behind armored-manned chariots led by war horses. They were awesome.
But these were ordinary people, some who smelled like fish while others the smell of the marketplace.

As we entered the city, there were already crowds of people in the front. It looks like they were all excited to welcome this man. They also had palm leaves laid on the ground to path the way for our entry. This man is treated like a king and I his steed. Wow, what an honour! The people also sang as they welcomed us. We indeed were treated with a king's welcome.

I wondered who this man was as he dismounted and entered this house. As I was led back to my owner, I remembered stories from my mother who also had the privilege to give ride to a special person. That special person then was with child and together with his husband was looking for a place to give birth.

Surely that day was an eventful and memorable day for me.

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The Story of Liz

This is my story. I occupied this place most of the time and occasionally I will see some of my friends come by, but they soon go off to other places where food is much more than this place. What is this place? Here is an incident that happened and shook the tail out of my wits.

I see special activities held in this place and there are not many giants moving in and out of this area where I usually stay. I would normally only see one particular giant, clothed in strange ornaments and entering through a curtain drawn between the inside and the outside. The outside is where the other giants are while the inside there were some special objects positioned in the center.

This strangely clothed giant would move carefully into this inside area and carefully performs some activities. Sometimes there were even some scent coming out from the area that it smells terrible that I have got to take a breather outside.

The giants outside are usually quite silent, as if awaiting something to happen from the inside. This is a strange place but I do find occasional food for my hunting and for my survival, until one day - the day something out of the ordinary occurred.

While I was resting in one of the hidden crevices, suddenly there was a big movement. It was as if the entire place was going to collapse. The dust was shaken out of their places and filled the place with a gigantic puff. I waited and see if there would be any kind of danger that was coming my way. But there was none.

When the dust has settled, I saw that the curtain which blocked between the inside and the outside was torn from top to bottom. There was no giants when this happened and several giants came by and saw what happened too. Their faces looked curious as to why this happened. Why tore the curtain into halves?

I was curious too as now the giants could look into the inside of this place and no more shall they need that strangely-clothed giant to enter into this place. This seems to signify something. Some of the giants came to clear up the place, but still kept a distance from the inside for fear that something may happen to them.

As for me, I gathered my courage to stay in this place and find out what is going to happen next and hopefully food will still be available for me.

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The Story of Blueis and Ravvis

"How did he know?" said Blueis. Blueis and all his friends were in his usual routine and enjoying the deep and finding the little ones to feast on. Altogether they are a great big force in the deep sweeping here and there showing off to the rest what a mighty team they were.

So who is this 'he' Blueis was referring to? Blueis and many others like him stay away from small and big wooden rafts alike and also stay away from curious lines and network of lines in the deep. Once you get entangled in them, you are doomed.

Blueis was referring to the White Giant. That once he and his friends were deeply enjoying the good feast away from the network of lines, the White Giant shouted to the giants on the raft to throw the network on the other side of the raft. They were all caught by surprise and trying best to jump off. Two rafts were needed to contain this big catch.

One of the giants were so moved by the catch that he asked of the White Giant to leave him because he was a sinful person. The White Giant invited this giant to follow him to fish for men. We were all so relieved to hear that, especially those still in the deep. But this question still remains "How did he know?"

"How did he know?" said Ravvis. Ravvis enjoyed the crumps and scraps left behind by the giants. On this occasion Ravvis witnessed this great catch, this big catch which was out of the ordinary. His eyes were wide open by big feast that awaits him.

On many occasions these giants after their trips out to the open blue they would return and sit at the docks to separate the catch. Some of them would be thrown back into the deep and some would drop into certain crevices and in-between planks. These are the ones for Ravvis and also other whiters.

Sitting on the wood of the green above, Ravvis was curious why the White Giant called out to the giants to cast their lines to the other side of the raft. The giants looked exhausted but they listened to him nevertheless. That obedience brought in the largest catch never seen before and one that Ravvis would surely enjoyed as well later.

But this question still remains "How did he know?"

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