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The Raven

It had been a close call but last night’s gambit had won another day and who could say what turn that victory might take. From the margins of the camp he had hidden, as unseen as any predator of the night. But he had to draw them off which required using himself as bait, leading them on a chase through the jungle.

He knew that no matter how good a liar Emerson Lighthouse might be, he would eventually slip-up under Malus’s relentless and penetrating questioning. His well-timed howl had done the trick, drawing Malus and his men off.

Remaining undetected, however, had been taxing endeavour. Not only did he need to remain hidden but he had to ensure that no evidence of his clandestine mission came to light. The element of surprise was as sharp as any sword.

By sun rise, Lapis had long since abandoned his shirt, ripping it from his body and carefully burying it beneath the thick jungle brush. The irritation from the digestive acids secreted by the orchid had aggravated his skin. Lapis fought the urge to scratch as a rash began to appear across his chest. His trousers, while remaining in place for the moment, were in tatters.

Keeping low, he stealthily pursued the caravan through the jungle, tracking them from a safe distance, as silent as a shadow.

As the sun reached its midday height, he paused by a stream, dipping his hand and sipping thirstily. Turning his head at the sound of a snapping twig he noticed a panther. The black cat regarded him with curiosity. Lapis snarled until the intimidated creature backed away and disappeared into the brush.

He was about to carry on when he noticed a stone with an odd set of hieroglyphics carved into the surface. He regarded the stone for several minutes, feeling the familiar rush of blood to his head as the puzzle absorbed his attention. Before long a wry grin spread across his face.

When the great god from the north…

‘That boy’s hubris was always going to be his downfall.’ Lapis thought.

Checking his satchel to make sure he still had everything he needed he carried on, once more tracking the party until they entered into a magnificent lost city, with majestic temples and soaring pyramids, rising from the edge of the river.

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  1. Brother Malus Brother Malus February 16, 2012

    *narrows eyes*

    Are you absolutely, positively, certain that no one else came with you, Sir Sir?

    • Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse February 17, 2012

      I’m starting to think you might be paranoid Sir Squire.

      *Scans the jungle nervously… then scans the sky equally nervously.*

  2. Stargirl Macbain Stargirl Macbain February 17, 2012

    Poor Malus, we knew ye not well at all.

    Though we were all familiar with that sneer of yours….

  3. Mr. Arnold Mr. Arnold February 17, 2012

    I feel sorry for the kitten here.  He’s lived among dinosaurs, monster plants, killer leeches and eels, jungle destroying ants, and who knows what else so long that it knows it’s near the bottom of the food chain in comparison…it’s got a reverse dodo mentality….poor kitten.

    It’s a good thing they ran into the doctor that makes the native animal calls and learned to live off the land for the most part.  His knowledge must have been invaluable.

    • Brother Lapis Brother Lapis February 17, 2012

      Dinosaurs? *looks around*


      • Mr. Arnold Mr. Arnold February 17, 2012

        Didn’t you identify the T-rex near the beginning of the island…eh, whatever.  Then again maybe you lucked out and the ants ate them all.

      • Brother Malus Brother Malus February 17, 2012

        You’re loosing it, Old Man. You’ll be in the attic with the other old men before long. 

        • Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse February 17, 2012

          It could be jungle fever… that rash he has looks like it is beginning to fester.

          *starts to recalculate the odds of a fair fight*

          • Brother Malus Brother Malus February 17, 2012

            This is going to be a cake walk!

            • Junie Ginsburg Junie Ginsburg February 17, 2012

              You mean that I’ve been eating bugs when there is CAKE?!

              • Bookworm Hienrichs Bookworm Hienrichs February 17, 2012

                You just said the magic word.  Miss Sheryl will be with you before you can say “Omnomnom!” *grin*

              • Jedburgh30 Dagger Jedburgh30 Dagger February 17, 2012

                What do you think is in the cake?

            • Brother Lapis Brother Lapis February 17, 2012

              Age and treachery, Malus. 

              Age and treachery. 

              It’s not over yet. 

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