posted on Feb, 5 2016 @ 11:02 PM
Story continued from page 245
High in a tree top an owl called. It was a great white owl with emerald eyes that turned...red. In a humans voice he whispered, "I have found them my
witch Queen. They slumber in silence." Suddenly Hugo swept down and clutched the feathered creature. They both spiraled to the ground and Wolf stood
over them growling, baring long sharp teeth.
With the owl on his back and held tightly in his grip, Hugo demanded to know who he was and why he was spying on them. The owl twisted and
tried to upright his body to no avail. "Unhand me you beast! I am a simple owl, a nocturnal creature. It is only natural that I should be sitting in a
tree, what is wrong with you?" The owl shouted. Wolf stepped closer and glared at the owl, waiting and watching. Hugo held fast. "You spoke in a human
voice!" "I whispered I didn't speak aloud. How is it that you even heard me?" demanded the struggling bird. "I have no time for your nonsense bird!
You have two choices. One is to let us know who you are and what you want and the second choice is to be killed. The owl sighed. "Well, since you put
it that way, I am a servant of the witch and she really doesn't take kindly to others messing around with her property."
"Property? Is that all you are, someone's property? And you belong to a witch? How pathetic! Have you no pride, no courage, no morals?" The owl
squirmed uncomfortably. "Do I have a choice? Did I ever? You know nothing of the evil wicked ways of the witch and her powers! Now release me!" Hugo
laughed. Release you so you can return and report where we are and what we are doing? Do you take me for a fool? Who else is watching?" He put
pressure on the bird's throat. Tell me now!" The beautiful owl choked and in a raspy voice he spoke. "There are legions."
Hugo released the pressure from the owl's throat to better hear his words. "They are everywhere at all times, but there are forces of good that also
surround the lands and are at play in this dance of triumph and failures. I am no agent of evil, I am but a victim in the scheme of things, an
unwilling partner to things I dare not wish to be a part of. She cannot see all things at all times. I have also been keeping an eye on the good
forces. For now, I must play along, let her think I am obeying her every command. There are many in league with the witch, she doesn't need me that
badly. He pleaded for his life and Hugo sensed that the beautiful creature was telling the truth, but was still under her power. It wasn't the bird's
fault. "We will help you when we can. Fight off her influence, your soul is still your own. Fight with every ounce of your being while you still can.
Now go!" A flash of white took to the air with grace and speed and the bird was gone.
The large white wolf bowed his head, scratched at the ground and whined. "I know my friend, so unfair for the innocent ones that such evil exists in
the world and tears them down, bit by bit until little of their true selves remain. There is hope my friend. There is always that." Hugo placed a
protective wing around Wolf to comfort him. They lay on the snow covered ground and tried to get some rest before the morning light.