SIX
I heard a voice yet more than that I felt the deep rumble in my chest and know this man berrall is coming back. Or had been there while I slpet the whole night I could not be sure. Yet he is not speaking to himself however I don’t hear another person. As the sun slowly rises, I start to see this man laughing and talking to a freaking bear. Nothing like the size of him when he transformed, yet a huge grizzly bear that seemed to know how to speak or at least understand spoken word. Sitting up as if he was a human. But every time it seemed he responded it came out grunts and growls. And truly semed to respond as if hr was communicating. I would have laughed and thought this is crazy but compaered to a marshmellow attacking me and a faceless man that seemed to control me. Let alone a bear that stood a story tall. I just accepted it without question and walked up to the duo.
I just said goodmorning. And in a flash I was on my back two huge paws one on my chest the other smashing my face into the ground and the claws digging deep into my chest and neck. Almost suffocating and now bleeding from puntures from the damn bear.
Stop! this is addummm who I was telling you about.
I felt the pressure release and could breathe again. Coughing up blood and spitting dirt from my mouth heaving in breathes of air. Heaing berrall speaking to someone named falcor? Yet I realized he was speaking to this bear. berrall explained quickly I am not a threat and to calm down. Hearing some defiant grunts receding to low grumbles and snorts. I scramble to my feet trying to cover all the puntures as I was bleeding quite badly.
Anxiety and fear now in my voice i manage to squeeze out a meek Help me… and feeling very dizzy I started to lay down down and tried to calm myself or I just may bleed out from sheer panic.
Berrall stands and walks towards me and as if you watched a fire grow from the base of a tree his body lit up. In a almost blinding blaze of orange and red hues, symbols and flowing cirlces and triangles octogons, were now almost pulsing across his body. The looked like tattoos although none I had ever seen before yet seemingly very familiar in the small carvings I had on my staff. and glowed like the lights of cities you see from the space station. Designs ive never seen, but i have somewhere. and as he got close placed his massaive hand on my chest and for a moment I felt as if I had been electucted. Shoscked to my core I rolled away from him and in a panic tried to cover my wounds however they were no longer there. Did he just heal me?? Still covered in my own blood so much so I shouldn’t even be conscious. I have watched enough tv to know I had lost a lot of blood very quickly which in most shows meant I shouldn’t be alive. And as I heard that laugh that shook me the tattoos faded and now seeing a smile on his face he just sat back down and engaged with the bear as I slowly recovered from the shock of the past few moments.
Addumm berrall says this is falcor. He is my companion and best friend we have been together for a very long time.
I pressed and asked if he can understand me ?
Berrall nodded and without saying anything he motioned for me to grab my staff laying next toi a tree.
Getting the idea I pick it up. And once again feel a rush, as if I had had too much coffee buzzing and feeling alert and seeing everything around me, more so feeling everything around me once again. the snarls and growls that I had heard before. had changed to the most absurd voice from this bear. Expecting, well I had no idea what to expect however With a very thick English accent he looked at me and said
sorry mate never know what is in these woods . hope I didn’t hurt ya to bad.
I blinked and blinked again.. probably standing with my mouth open and stupid look on my face. I said no problem in the past couple days this was the most normal thing that I could expect to happen to me. Being attacked by a bear is at the least the most normal on my list of things that should kill me. Still feeling a bit afraid this bear was huge. I would hazard a guess at 6 to 7 hundred pounds and strapped to his back were two of the largest machine guns I have ever seen. Damn near 6 foot long god knows how heavy yet they seemed tiny on his back. As I was gauking and taking in yet another crazy sight I laughed outloud and said what in the fuck … actually I yelled it… why wouldn’t after all this I would be speaking with a fucking English grizzly with guns strapped to him… laughing and yelling as I spoke the words.
There was silence as both falcor and berrrall looked back at me. I could not take any more of this. berrall I said with more muster than I thought I had, what is going on where are we. How can I talk to a bear, how can I wamr myself without fire, how can you heal me and trun into the beast that you do. Fuck im looking at a huge bear with guns on his back and watching you to talk as if you were to old friends at the pub. And he freaking has a cockney accent. I didn’t know there were grzzlys in England for the love of christ…
I would have kept rambling my questions but with a rumble of a laugh berrall said slow down sit for breakfast and let me tell you a story.