Monday, December 8, 2014

The Chronicles Of Timbletin - The Beggining

                                                      Chapter 1
                                                   Finding work

It was just another day.
The sun was glowing hot and the tall birches were getting a bit breezy from the strong winds that were coming in from the south.
How can i make a coin Timbletin had thought.
The cities were normal, "the merchants were busy".
It was a bit more than a take it or leave it.
There was not any signs in the turn of the life wheel to be seen,when,there was a blink in his eye that set that quote of it too,"You there!".
Who me?
Yea that is right,"You Timbletin".
Oh.
I was tending my cows and happened to overhear your crying plea for some much needed denum.
Yea thats right, said Timbletin.
"Well",the old man had hence to him,
"What are you standing around for?"
"Get over here and hand me those feeding buckets Timbletin".
The feeding buckets were not high in the detail,but,they were flat and made of cedar chippings mended by hand into a bowl with a handle.
"Ok",Timbletin had said.
"Where do you want this feed? "


                                                           
                                                      Chapter 2
                                              Timbletins First Job

The end of the day had come.
The cows were fed.
An introduction had left the kind mans name with it.
"I am Gerardo",he had said.
"My ranch is the oldest in this valley."
"My cows are all that i have."
And, with these days being short and those crazed wolves in those devilish mountains,he paused.
They are eating my cattle.
There has been an increase of wood being cut down for new homeowners that travel into Ballmire.
It has those devil'd wolves hunting three times there normal consumption.
I will tell you what Timbletin.
"I will pay you 250 Denum to take care of them for me.
Hmmm,Timbletin had thought.
Ok,he said.
"I will".


                                   
                                                       Chapter 3
                                      The Devil Wolves Of Chinderloft

The night was amongst Timbletin.
Howles had scared the bird life.
He knew there was only hawks,some stalking birds and a here and there eagle with a few morning glories around.
"No worries", Timbletin had said.
The wolve had him scared shivering.
The only tool he had had was his hands.
"How to keep them wolves out?"
How?
Then, in an instant,he had picked up a piece of wood.
"A piece of wood he had rubbed".
"I know",an idea had raged.
" A Fence".
"I will build a fence".



                                                     Chapter 4
                                                   The Checkup

Timbletins fingers had glew.
His hands had sparkled.
"Yeeeaah",he had yelled.
The light of flare and speckle had glew and sparked.
The display had showed the forest eventually growing brighter.
A shock had struck.
The strike in detail was a tree and was falling.
The tree that had fell was a prime tree compared to others about.
Well,well.
Uh?
Thats the finest tree i had ever laid my eyes upon.
yea?
Say?, "What are you doing".
I am building you a fence Jay!
You Are?
Yep,"It is a work in progress".



                                                          Chapter 5
                                                        The Finnish

The next day had unwinded.
The wood that had lied in the timber was now in the great lay.
This is it!
The wolves will not bother Jay any more.
I do not believe that there is any more work for you to do for me Timbletin,but,Litte John pays quite a bit for a fella with a hand as a-simular as to your own.
Little John is in Deervall.
Welp,he had ended.
"I will see you around Timbletin" .
So it was what it was Jay had went back home to tend to his cows and Timbletin had went on to Deervall to see Little John and begin his new job.





                                                              The END