Dark Cavern 06/26/07

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Dark Cavern From Tocs Eloc—Tribal Legend -translation of verbal telling by Cire Darb He made his way deeper and deeper in the cave. It grew damper and more humid with every step. Water dripped from the ceiling making every step slick. The path came to a steep downward incline. He carefully made his way down into the bowels of the cave -dodging large rock formations that protruded from the ground and ceiling. Deeper into the Dark Cavern he traveled---coming into a brighter section of the cave that had strange luminescent walls. And then he swelled something -Like rotting corpses. He stopped - hot water dripped on the back of his neck. But it wasn't water.

Dark Cavern (rough draft of story from 2007) 6/14/07

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Dark Cavern From Tocs Eloc—Tribal Legend -translation of verbal telling by Cire Darb As he made his way over sharp jagged stones into the cave opening of the Dark Cavern he paused to light the lantern he carried with him. Then he walked cautiously leaving the light of morning behind as the darkness of the cave swallowed him up. With the lantern in his left hand he unsheathed his machete with his right and readied himself for whatever the cave had to throw at him. The light from the lantern barely gave him enough light to see more than a few yards in front of him. The utter darkness of the cave was oppressive and unnatural. As if the darkness itself was devouring the light from him. He slowly probed deeper into the cavern thinking only of the urgency with which he needed to find the thing that drove him to this place

Dark Cavern (rough draft of story from 2007) Continued

Dark Cavern

From Tocs Eloc—Tribal Legend -translation of verbal telling by Cire Darb

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At the break of dawn the Pineappleman awoke to the smell of roasting bird. The workers had already made breakfast. The Pineappleman began to gather his gear together- he wanted to get an early start. His translator brought him a drink which he downed in one swallow. "You want food?" he asked. "I'll be over in a minute". He finished packing then walked over and enjoyed some of the roasted bird with the workers no one said a word. When he finished he handed over some money to the lead worker and said "Wait here for me to return." The lead worker shook his head in agreement. The Pineappleman walked alone away from the camp and stood at the entrance to the Dark Cavern. He paused for a moment then he began to descend into the darkness below. When he was out of sight the workers began to pack up the camp and began to leave.

"I thought he said to stay here" The translator asked..

"For what?" the lead worker replied "He is a deadman"

Dark Cavern (rough draft of story from 2007)

DARK CAVERN

Monday, June 04, 2007

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Dark Cavern From Tocs Eloc—Tribal Legend -translation of verbal telling by Cire Darb The Pineappleman looked carefully at the old ragged map then back up again at the landscape. A smile crossed his face. He pointed in the direction of a rock formation that looked like a bird sitting on a perch. The workers gathered the gear and continued to follow him as he made his way through moist jungle surroundings in the direction of the rock. They walked for a bit more then he stopped again and said " We camp here". His assistant translated to the other workers --and they all removed the packs and began to make camp. The Pineappleman wandered toward an outcropping of jagged stones. There it was the entrance to the cave. Dark Cavern –it was called on the map where it was simply marked with the picture of a skull. A warning by the makers of the maps for the Dark Cavern was said to be guarded by evil spirits. But the cave was also rumored to hold a great treasure. For the cave was told to hold a rare healing stone that he needed badly. In the morning he would enter the Dark Cavern into the eternal darkness beneath the earth. Spirits or not and he was going to find what he was looking for.

Paradise Revealed April 4th 2007

From the writings of Cire Darb  --Historian --Myths of the Swohs Valley Elders

Once she had stopped crying –he let go of her and walked back down the incline to the creature that had tried to flee and pulled and twisted the machete out of its back.  He turned  back to Sunrise and asked "How much further to the Fortress?"

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She answered.  "About a half mile at most."

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He did a quick search of the immediate area to make sure no other creatures were lurking around.  Among the dead creatures he found a gun that had belonged to Fallon.  The creature was probably to stupid to figure out how it worked so carried it around as a trophy instead.

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He checked to make sure it was loaded and then handed it to Sunrise and said.  "You were incredibly brave to trust me with this job –considering the stories you have told me.  I won't fail that trust.---This will end today I promise you"

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He kissed her passionately  then told her.  "Now run back as fast as you can to the town and stay in my room until I return."   Then added  "I don't want to put you in at anymore risk."   She embraced him for what seemed like minutes then finally let go and started running back to town.   The Pineappleman  reloaded his own gun and trudged off down the pathway. 

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After a few minutes  he came to the edge of the forest and a small clearing.  There in front of him stood the Dark Fortress.

Paradise Revealed March 28th 2007

From the writings of Cire Darb  --Historian --Myths of the Swohs Valley Elders

The Pineappleman wasn't about to let him escape –so he threw the machete and landed it squarely into the creatures back as it ran away—dropping it dead in its tracks.  Then he quickly turned stopping just long enough to crush the neck of the creature he had punched in the throat and then ran up the incline to where the two creatures had taken Sunrise.  He spotted them under the shade of a rock outcropping-they had ripped her clothes off. One of them was holding  down her arms as the other creature was about to have his way his her—his disturbing hairy phallus erect.  The Pineappleman ran straight at the creature grabbing its club off the ground and striking its member with an upward blow that sent the creature backward –its bloody phallus dangling in its hand.  The other creature –released Sunrise and grabbed for its club  as the Pineappleman nailed the creature right between the eyes.   He stuck the stunned creature numerous times with vicious club blows—until its skull caved in.  Then he walked back over to the creature that still held its barely attacked member in its hand  --and he beat the creature  to death.  He then walked over and lifted Sunrise from the spot on the ground that she lay looked her in the eyes and asked  "Are you ok?"  She just held him crying.

Paradise Revealed MArch 25th 2007

From the writings of Cire Darb  --Historian --Myths of the Swohs Valley Elders

From out of the dark forest  6 short half-human forms appeared.   They trudged through the bushes with clubs held high in the air.  Sunrise grabbed the Pineappleman's  leg cowering on the ground in fear.  The Pineappleman pointed his gun at the approaching group and fired a shot taking out one of the creatures with a shot to its head.  They kept coming. He fired repeatedly taking out the line of creatures emptying his gun taking out the last one when it was only yards away. Then from behind him Sunrise was grabbed and pulled away from him by several creatures.   He swung around—his machete now in hand—as several creatures tackled him to the ground from the side sending his machete flying out of his hands.   There were at least  half a dozen creatures  of them from what he could glimpse.  As he tried to fight them off them off he could see two of the creatures dragging Sunrise kicking and screaming up a short incline.   He wasn't going to let anything happen to her.  He gathered his strength and punched his way free from the  3  creatures that were trying to hold him to the ground.  Just as he fought free of their hold one of the creatures was approaching  him holding his own machete.  He charged the creature avoiding its inexperienced wild swing –and punched the creature directly in the throat –knocking the creature out.   Quickly he grabbed the machete from its grasp and turned to defend himself from the other creatures that were right behind him.  As they struck at him with their clubs he made quick work of them his machete—carving them up with his lightning fast strikes.  Severed arms and legs flew through the air.  One of the creatures took off back down the path probably to warn the  Madman of what he had seen.