Sunday, July 09, 2006

The Planet Tose Tales: part IV: The Giant Cadaverous Bulls

Siren the Great
[And the Giant Cadaverous Bulls]
Part IV of: “The Planet Toso Tales”

Two-thousand bulls stood staring at Siren as she was about to ventured from one side of the planet of Aging to the acropolis on the other side where King Toso III had been until he left with Tangor and Rognat to be escorted to the planet Tose (where he was born), from Planet Aging, once King; now the bulls guarded the coast land. And as I have said, are staring at Siren the Great.

When she had awoken after her 4th death [and resurrection: for Moirommalit’s have 100-deaths] on Toso, her daughter had killed her, stabbed her in the heart, Arallets, she had to, lest she leave her mother buried into a tree of cement like substance for eternity on planet Toso. And now she was faced with another atrocity, massacre, butchery to be, the bulls, and there in front of the many bulls, was the king bull she supposed, the biggest of them all, looking down at her as if she was a stone, or worm, but she didn’t move, not yet.

The Great Bulls came forward, as she lay on the sands in a prone, position, they must had been 8000-pounds, with horns some three feet long (perhaps as thick as her thighs); 15-feet height. The leader stood directly in front of her with red glaring bloodshot eyes; she hummed, knowing the slightest movement might disturb them but the hum may tranquillise them, for a moment anyway.

—Siren hurled bits of sand at the beast’s face, which surprised the bull, it was thinking was this part of the sand and about to step the small mound, or was it a worm, and he should then eat it or step on it for fun. But before the bull could put two and two together, Siren stood up; quick like and startled the bull, and the bulls behind the master bull, and the horde got spooked, and agitated and moved restlessly about. She gazed into the bull’s eyes, now staring her almost in the face to face.

The Great Thug

The bull started to widen its eyes, and before he could pull back his head, she flipped through the air like a whip, onto and over his perturbing head, and over the top of his skull, onto his neck, and onto its back, in the process, she tore off two feet of his horn, his right horn, broke it off, snapped it like a branch off a tree; she was now on his shoulders, and the beast was yelping and jumping and running in circles running every which way, as Siren held with one hand onto its loosed hairs.

The bull stomped it hooves into the soft sand, but Siren hung on, and the giant bull got closer and closer to the wild sea, the ocean was but twenty-yards in front of Siren, now the bull was getting careless not looking were he was, he was in the waters, unknowingly, water up to its knees, and the giant waves came in pounding, and went back out with its repetitious tide—and the waters pulled the pulled from underneath, and he lost, the bull lost his balance, and Siren jumped into the water, through its waves, under them and came out on the other side, as the current pulled the giant bull out into the open sea. Immediately, as siren came out of the waters, the bulls stood stone still, as if waiting for their leader to come after her, and it was only Siren they saw, and when they did not see the Master Bull, they bowed, slowly lowering their heads in front of Siren. She was their new leader, it all took placed at the edge of the great sea of the planet Aging.

Written at EP/Lima Peru, 5/11/06

See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

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