The forest

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I wake to the symphony of the forest. The bluebirds singing, the grasshoppers chirping, the trees swishing in the breeze. I look up at the tree that shelters us in the rain and covers us in the snow.

I frolic with my deer family. We eat berries from the brambles and splash the cool water in each other’s fur. The sun is high and warm. She is a smiling friend that I turn to constantly.

I get a tingling along my spine, then I hear mum screaming. I run towards her. My brother blocks my way and tells me to go to the forbidden place. Where’s mum? He has no answer as he pushes me into the bushes. I see something shiny in the woods. It is the humans with loud metal monsters. They are intent on destroying our forest. It doesn’t matter where we run. They are always there. Never ending.

I hear the tree that has been my home all my life crash to the ground. I am gone before the last leaf hits the ground. The tears sting as they force their way out, like the men force their way in with their machines. Tears blur my vision but I run. I don’t know where I’m going, but something in me makes me run. I can’t stop. I hear drums and I run. My heart pounds in my ears and I run.

I stop at the forbidden place. It is the path full of human machines. I hesitate to cross. I look to the side and see my friend the bluebird. He has been silenced by the machines and will sing no more. I grip his body gently in my teeth and drag him into the bushes to wait for my brother.

It becomes darker, the noise stops. The humans leave with their machines. I emerge with bluebird and find my home. It is destroyed. I call for my mum and the bluebird drops from my mouth into a pile of broken bloodied bones on the ground. I notice her lying on the dirt. She is lifeless like the bluebird. The tree I used to call home, that gave me shelter and life, has taken it from her. The animals gather around us and hum softy. I try to wipe the blood off her face with my hoof, but the tears do a better job.

(c) 2014. This short story has been published previously on my old blogs.

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