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04/01/2021 02:37 PM 

GTRO: Get the 𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙠 off. [Short Sample.]
Category: Stories
Current mood:  silly


Smooth thuds are made by a pair of hooves on the unpaved road. The creature credited for this dull song of an onward journey is adorned in a tattered wheat-colored cloak. The lower end of the veiling thread is swaying from the travel and the mild breeze. A large hood with the same tint as the cloak is embracing much of its head. A bovine snout is prodding out of the cloth cuddling the noggin.

Human in presence for its Olympian stature and bipedal stroll, but human it is not. What spawned this beast and where it hailed it from, one can muse either in silence or with sticking the nose where it may not belong.

The faraway blue-orange gradient canvas of twilight is a radiant reminder that the sun will soon rest from its dazzling duties. If those brilliant rays do meet the hidden eyes, the latter may yield to glimmer amber red. How peculiar that even with the denial of decent gawking, the creature seems to trek without trouble what lies ahead. Perhaps it knows the road, walking it several times before. Or perhaps its senses are heightened that sight can be put aside to pay attention to things another way. Maybe its snout is divine, sniffing aptly what or who is before it so it can react well enough.

Or... maybe not.

One of its hooves gets caught upon a chunk of stone on the road the size of a tangerine. It stumbles forward! The creature jolts from head to hooves! Thankfully, one foot catches ground again and it soon regains balance. Two yards forward is taken, the beast stops and then turns to give what bothered its journey a stern look.

“Cursed rock! it clawed the air with such brooding scorn.

A set of brief shuffled hasty steps is taken. Fly forward one foot. Stomp it down with the other heartily swung back. Swoop down for a vigorous kick upon the irksome thing!

“Away with you!

It watches the rock fly high and away like a flea crossing a chasm between two cliffs. The hood is tossed back, revealing the face of a coal-hide bull dulling away what frustration that awakened within it from the far-flung rock. Well, the beast may not be human but it sure can display a temperament of a vexed one. It grumbles, out with a misty breath after a growl and soon returns to the direction of the road it needs to go.

Further onward, bothered beast.


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