Miles and Cecil Revised and Elongated Part Five...
“Well, as you know, the only way to travel to Kaingg from Cappel is through the southern elvish pass of the mountain. Which meant I would have to pass through the marshes of Glumdain. I remember the day I arrived at the edge of the marshes. I had begun my journey but two days previous. It was a hot, thick Mid-June day. But the wind was strong and my spirits were up. As I made my way further through the marshes the ground became softer and the air became humid. The wind had died and heat had caught up with me. But still I pressed on. Further and further I went. The trees began to sag their heads and the earth became even softer. I trudged forth until the trees had disappeared and the earth a foot under dirty waters.”
He had always loved to tell tales of his adventures and others adventures. He was rather good at it too. He knew how to keep the listeners excited and hung on.
“My spirits fell completely. The scenery was too morose to stay optimistic. Guess that’s why they call it Glumdain. It’s excruciatingly hard to keep eager and excited in such a dreary place. Anyway, I did not get a chance to sleep for a couple of days because I was wading through the deep stank of the marshes. By now I was up to my waist in dead water. And it was not until two days passed that I had passed through them.”
“When I came out, I was water logged and had a dreadful stench about me. I had also drawn a sickness and I was coughing and sneezing and vomiting a lot. This of course brought attention to me. Normally that would not be so bad. But even you should know what creature lurked in those Marshes. But by the time I realized I had awoken it, it was too late.” Cecil interrupted “Creature that lurked? I know of the creature you speak of. Or should I say I knew the creature you speak of?”
“Good question.” Miles replied, a bit disappointed Cecil had figured it out so quickly “Let me answer by continuing...” Now Miles himself had been drawn into his own tale.
“Anyway, I realized this too late. I discarded my stenched clothes and stifled my sickness but I was found. And on the last stretch of the marshes as the trees began to re-appear even.” “Kendi Mono. The toad demon.” Miles brows displayed an unmistakable anger which Cecil caught on to. “But of course. How rude of me. Please continue.”
“I will thank you. I was walking along, admiring the sun the was playing a game of hid-and-seek through the dense clouds. The sunlight that did make it through was warm. I enjoyed it more than usual due to the fact that the past few days had miserable and bleak. I kept going unitl I was suddenly knocked to the ground”
For those of you that are unfamiliar with Kendi Mono, let me explain him. He is a grimey toad demon. He is covered in a coat of warts and slime. His eyes are big, green, and bulgey, and his tounge is long and red. He has the ability to reach unimaginable heights when he leaps and he posses’s great speed.
“At the time” Miles continued “All I had to defend myself with was a small dagger. And I knew that it would be a futile attempt against his tough wart covered, leathery skin. I had to outsmart him to survive.”
Ironically, that’s what he was doing with Cecil.
“I kicked him off of me and he landed several feet away. I demanded that he tell me his reason for assaulting me, even though I already knew....”
