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The Forgotten
Writer TylerDoak
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Chapter Two: Of Genies and Turkeys
TylerDoak
Jul 11, 2018
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For three days the trio continued to tread east over then grasslands. There was plenty of edible plants to be found along the way and Allie popped a few gophers that they ate off a skewer. It was tough and it not very good, but it was meat and it kept their bellies full as they trotted along. copyright protection7PENANAMQyXVGHhDN11Please respect copyright.PENANA3zr0WHQkKG

Br’er checked the compass three times a day to make sure they were heading in the right direction. Oswald couldn't even remember a time when they hadn't been following the compass. There were some spirited discussions on why they were even following the blasted thing.copyright protection7PENANAuEbGcZWOql11Please respect copyright.PENANAIdU1xQ6hvy

And the answer was always the same. “We be following it cuz we is spose to,” Br’er would always say. “It were gifted to me by a magic genie. He gived it to me after I freed him from a ring that a sorcerer had a’stuck him into.”copyright protection7PENANAnsOwTVLdnx11Please respect copyright.PENANAIvmfa23hqv

Allie and Oswald never quite bought into the whole genie in a ring story that Br’er had told them ever since they met him so many years ago, but they never truly doubted it.copyright protection7PENANAPaon8j3PAH11Please respect copyright.PENANAHu48u1QllA

It seemed a little too far fetched for them, but they had seen some strange things on the trail since joining up with the rabbit. And Br’er had never lied to them, so they really had no reason to doubt him. He was a trickster, but an honest trickster. To them, anyway. copyright protection7PENANAC4mOLyNIne11Please respect copyright.PENANA13OW5lMbCi

There were multiple times they had heard the rabbit spin a yarn to get himself out of danger with a stranger, but even then he would embed just enough truth to make the story totally believable. copyright protection7PENANA3KHRhAM2Oa11Please respect copyright.PENANAKlO6AY8Egz

Be ’er was no dummy. In fact, he was smarter than Allie and Oswald combined. Not that you would ever suspect it with his country time drawl and his slow, lazy speech patterns. Most of the time he came off as a country bumpkin.copyright protection7PENANAAEkY1sh5iS11Please respect copyright.PENANA9X3e6yfWTA

And that was just how he liked it. “If ye play dumb your opponent will always underestimate ye,” he would often say. “And underestimating a feller is the most dangerous thing you can do.”copyright protection7PENANAMVX9JIHxq511Please respect copyright.PENANAxVDlRJHEUk

More truth had never been spoken. His two trail mates had seen Br’er get himself (and them) out of pickle of a situation more than once by playing dumb. The trail was a dangerous place and having a smart rabbit like Br’er with you made it that much safer. copyright protection7PENANALtQsl738aS11Please respect copyright.PENANAWFFKLgJUV0

And he had some good stories he would tell to keep them busy as they were walking or at night by the campfire. Oswald’s personal favorite was the one Br’er told about the bear and the briar patch back home. Oswald and Allie would start laughing every time they heard it and that only encouraged the rabbit to add a little more detail each time he told it. copyright protection7PENANAiKwDJx61Do11Please respect copyright.PENANAt5Xwj45y0Y

So, regardless of whether they thought the story of the genie was true or not, they trusted Br’er enough to follow him and the compass. It wasn't like he and Allie were leaving anything special behind anyway.copyright protection7PENANATqjRz2Ahz011Please respect copyright.PENANA8yUMUMvBqq

They had been living in a dilapidated old barn when they happened upon the rabbit. They had nothing but what little the land provided for them at the barn. It didn't take much convincing for the rabbit in the straw hat to get them to leave with him. And they had been traveling ever since.copyright protection7PENANAnkudNQkQYv11Please respect copyright.PENANAVn5B8RRSLN

As they continued along the grasslands, Allie was thinking of that gopher skewer she had eaten the night before and her stomach started to rumble. It was going to be time to break camp for the night in a few hours and she hadn't gone hunting yet. “I'm heading over yonder,” she said to her friends as she nodded to a patch of hills off in the distance.copyright protection7PENANAIgfeTZMZ1q11Please respect copyright.PENANASeSQLbURKV

“Be careful, Allie,” Oswald said as she walked off into the distance. Before long she was over the first grassy hill and out of their sight. copyright protection7PENANAoUQHMqKmHj11Please respect copyright.PENANAQTuKGoxcZY

Searching for signs of game she bent over to get a better look at the ground and what signs it presented to her. She walked for the better part of an hour following a trail of broken and pushed over grass. She stalked silently with her slingshot in her hands and before long she had a good sized turkey corpse strapped to her backpack.copyright protection7PENANAm4ERisHCiG11Please respect copyright.PENANACVlIwuzonl

Turkey was a lot more tastier than gopher or squirrel. They would have a good few days of eating ahead of them. She had a little more pep in her step than usual with the thought of eating a turkey leg. And that’s when she smelled it. copyright protection7PENANA71WngQn3Po11Please respect copyright.PENANAbfA46mg1d0

The smell of smoked meat was filling the air. Her mouth started to water and she turned her head from side to side to try and determine where it was coming from. Before long she had caught up to Br’er and Oswald. copyright protection7PENANAtejjV5JFrr11Please respect copyright.PENANAW3UqNAPkMO

They crouched behind a bush, looking at an old shack about a half a mile away. The smell was emanating from there. copyright protection7PENANAZOwEGO7nrp

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