This is a seventh part of my novella for middle grade readers. This e-book is available on Amazon Kindle stores; Trickster:the Venom of Vipers A fir cone fell on his head. At the same time he heard the giggle from above. Looking up in his shock, he saw three grinning faces. He recognized one of them. Rudy! Bad news was coming. Rudy, a big redhead from his school, one year his senior, slowly scaled the tree down from the top of the cliff. His two buddies followed. Trouble! Rudy pushed his face, reeking of garlic, close to Josef’s. “What are you doing here, shrimp? This is our place,” rasped Rudy. Josef’s knapsack flew into the air, propelled by the vicious kick of Rudy’s foot. His buddies drew closer, grinning evilly. “This place is everyone’s, not just yours. I don’t see yours name written anywhere,” said Josef bravely. “You are way too smart for your own good, shrimp,” quipped Rudy, as he grabbed Josef’s hair and pulled, hard. In panic, Josef hit him in the stomach. Rudy bent over in pain, grunting. His buddies drew even closer. There was no way Josef could win against the three of them. He trembled as his fear of beating and humiliation overtook him. Then, a sudden change came over him. The fear turned into a rage. The air around him sparkled with strange energy. Alien thoughts took over his mind. Not his thoughts, but he knew them anyway. They were the thoughts of Trickster. A familiar laugh echoed through the valley. Trickster came through to his world as he promised he would. He came through his mind as well as through his body. Josef’s viewpoint changed dramatically. From a great height, with his head above the cliffs, he looked down at his enemies. He was a giant. Trickster laughed again and Josef laughed with him. Together, they looked at the horror-stricken faces of three dwarves, well down on the ground. The dwarves ran, head-over-heels, away from the giant, yelling and hollering in their fright. They jumped over the brook and up the trail, through the green jungle, not paying attention to the stinging nettles that guarded the glen from intruders. Grinning, Josef-Trickster watched them until they disappeared over the ridge. They would never bother him again and, what was even better, they couldn’t tell anybody about Josef changing to a giant. Who would believe them? Yet, changing to a giant was exactly what Josef did. When he was in dire need, Trickster came from his world and took over his body. Josef could still feel Trickster’s presence hovering in his mind like a Siamese twin. But now, he was back in control and in his normal-sized body. In some strange way, he was Trickster and Trickster was him. In the depth of my mind Trickster lives - different I, Yet still I, made by me, in old, fevered, magic dream. Created, lives for me, but also his own creature, Twin of mine, partly known, partly unknown being. He is there in my dream, yet he is also in my world, That’s what he told me: I will find you anywhere. You can’t hide, I am you - you made me, I’ll be with you always, You made me, you made my world, you must harvest what was sown. In my world, in your world - they are the same - you will know. And you and I? We are the same, we are the same creature. Until now, you believed I was a fairy creature. Now you know What I can do. So can you - and we can help each other.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 04:33:38 +0000
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