I am the stag, the mouse and the fly that are eaten! I am the snake of the world devouring its tail!
I am everything untamed and untameable! It brought Conor up close to its eye.
I am this wild earth, come for you, Conor O’Malley. “You look like a tree,” Conor said.
The monster squeezed him until he cried out. I do not often come walking, boy, the monster said, only for matters of life and death.
I expect to be listened to. The monster loosened its grip and Conor could breathe again.
“So what do you want with me?” Conor asked. The monster gave an evil grin.
The wind died down and a quiet fell. At last, said the monster. To the matter at hand.
The reason I have come walking. Conor tensed, suddenly dreading what was coming.
Here is what will happen, Conor O’Malley, the monster continued, I will come to you again on further nights.
Conor felt his stomach clench, like he was preparing for a blow.
And I will tell you three stories. Three tales from when I walked before.
Conor blinked. Then blinked again. “You’re going to tell me stories?”
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색