Swimming With Lizards
A fair morning dawned, not too warm yet still lacking the chill of most mornings, that kind of perfect morning that rouses lusts in men and finding no relief for such affections stirs him to action instead. So Victor arose amidst the encampment of men awaiting battle and looked to the nearby beaches. “This morning deserves a swim. Akreth come.”
A laughable sight, a man clad only in short leathers and a horse sized lizard strolling towards the water as if for a morning swim. A few hails and hellos along the way and the two companions arrived at the pristine salt sea.
A couple of hours passed when Simon came back dripping atop his gleaming clockwork steed, a laughing air about him, to tell his brothers of his play. “You all must see this. Come down to the water for a minute. Even I could not resist a wash in the sea. Really though, Victor has half the camp in fits.”
A quizzical glance from Oberon, “Whatever do you mean brother? Stop your suspense and tell us. Is he in trouble?”
“No, no. You must see it. He has been trying to teach that overgrown iguana to swim, to no avail of course. He even recruited a dolphin for his lessons. I saw him trying to talk to the animals earlier, as if they’re intelligent enough for that. That’s amateur magic for you. His beast will hardly put a toe in the water, true comedy.”
After a quick change the remaining Harmonants strolled to the water’s edge listening to Simon’s chastising review all the way. Even Lukas couldn’t hold back a giggle. “There, there, look at that.”
There was Victor, as serious a face as ever trying in vain to coax his lizard forward into the water as a dolphin playfully leapt over the waves a dozen yards behind. “Come on Akreth. Look there, see, he can do it. It’s so simple. One foot after another, then a bit of paddling and you’re doing it. Almost like walking on cavern walls. Come on.”
The large drake stared at Victor in almost human disbelief. Any onlooker could practically hear his gaze saying, “Me, do what?”
Many men of the camp, stirred by the wondrous morning, had gathered by now and many a snicker playfully rose into the soothing morning air. “Look at that thing.” “Just the thought of it!” Some of the men were rolling in the sand trying hopelessly to disguise their amusement.
Victor only smiled and seeing his brothers said, “My brothers, the water’s fine. Have you any suggestion for making reptiles amphibian?”
With that, Walther, the youngest, charged the rear flanks of the creature hoping to push him in by sheer force and only managed to force another reluctant toe as he flopped into the laughing waters aside the great beast. “Sorry Victor, there’s no hope for it. He’ll just have to stick to walls, ha, get it?”
Walther shot a stream of salty water from his mouth, cascading over the lizard’s back before diving with a laugh back into the water.
“You’re right Walther. I’ve been at it for hours. He’s hopeless. Looks like all my entertainment will have to be splash my brother instead.”
As Victor swung his arm like a sword to send a great wall of water towards Walther, Lukas already at a run, landed a full body splash all over his brother Victor. He came up for a laughing breath saying, “I’m, winning,” and swam off to get another good one in on Walther.
- by Jon
A laughable sight, a man clad only in short leathers and a horse sized lizard strolling towards the water as if for a morning swim. A few hails and hellos along the way and the two companions arrived at the pristine salt sea.
A couple of hours passed when Simon came back dripping atop his gleaming clockwork steed, a laughing air about him, to tell his brothers of his play. “You all must see this. Come down to the water for a minute. Even I could not resist a wash in the sea. Really though, Victor has half the camp in fits.”
A quizzical glance from Oberon, “Whatever do you mean brother? Stop your suspense and tell us. Is he in trouble?”
“No, no. You must see it. He has been trying to teach that overgrown iguana to swim, to no avail of course. He even recruited a dolphin for his lessons. I saw him trying to talk to the animals earlier, as if they’re intelligent enough for that. That’s amateur magic for you. His beast will hardly put a toe in the water, true comedy.”
After a quick change the remaining Harmonants strolled to the water’s edge listening to Simon’s chastising review all the way. Even Lukas couldn’t hold back a giggle. “There, there, look at that.”
There was Victor, as serious a face as ever trying in vain to coax his lizard forward into the water as a dolphin playfully leapt over the waves a dozen yards behind. “Come on Akreth. Look there, see, he can do it. It’s so simple. One foot after another, then a bit of paddling and you’re doing it. Almost like walking on cavern walls. Come on.”
The large drake stared at Victor in almost human disbelief. Any onlooker could practically hear his gaze saying, “Me, do what?”
Many men of the camp, stirred by the wondrous morning, had gathered by now and many a snicker playfully rose into the soothing morning air. “Look at that thing.” “Just the thought of it!” Some of the men were rolling in the sand trying hopelessly to disguise their amusement.
Victor only smiled and seeing his brothers said, “My brothers, the water’s fine. Have you any suggestion for making reptiles amphibian?”
With that, Walther, the youngest, charged the rear flanks of the creature hoping to push him in by sheer force and only managed to force another reluctant toe as he flopped into the laughing waters aside the great beast. “Sorry Victor, there’s no hope for it. He’ll just have to stick to walls, ha, get it?”
Walther shot a stream of salty water from his mouth, cascading over the lizard’s back before diving with a laugh back into the water.
“You’re right Walther. I’ve been at it for hours. He’s hopeless. Looks like all my entertainment will have to be splash my brother instead.”
As Victor swung his arm like a sword to send a great wall of water towards Walther, Lukas already at a run, landed a full body splash all over his brother Victor. He came up for a laughing breath saying, “I’m, winning,” and swam off to get another good one in on Walther.
- by Jon
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