A Son of the Ages: The Reincarnations and Adventures of Scar, the Link: A Story of Man From the BeginningWaterloo, Stanley
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A Son of the Ages: The Reincarnations and Adventures of Scar, the Link: A Story of Man From the Beginning
Waterloo, Stanley
Prehistoric peoples -- Fiction; Science fiction
Dull, though, as were usually the people of the clan, the strange and
mysterious would sometimes arouse as it alarmed them. There was one
time when even the bravest of the hunters feared to venture deeply
into the forest at night, especially toward a little lake to the west
where the urus were accustomed to feed and beside which, on the north,
was a stretch of forest with dim winding paths beneath the shadow of
its dense foliage and many pools fringed with the rich grass the urus
liked. Concerning this forest strange tales began to go about in the
clan. There was a ghostlike monster there--perhaps the thing that made
the wind bring pestilence and death as it had once in the past--a great
white shape that moved about in the dark alleys of the forest, and
which was not a thing to be wisely faced by man. More than one of the
hunters declared he had seen the white thing, and the people dreaded
to enter the woods in search of fruit or nuts and roots. Over all this
I puzzled much. What could the white thing be? After much persuasion, I
induced Leuk, one of the hunters, to go with me at night to learn, if
we might, what was the mystery. It was with difficulty that I secured
his company, but, in truth, I did not greatly care to go alone. There
are many things of which we do not know. It was somewhat of a dark
night on which we went, but I knew that the moon would rise in time and
that we could see about us more distinctly. It did not take us long to
reach the lake, and there we waited, hidden in a thicket by its shore.
From the forest near us came many sounds. There were the “pad-padding”
along of the smaller hunting creatures, calls of the night birds and
sometimes the snarl of the prowling wood-cat, but above these and
continuous was another noise, one of crashing of branches in the
thickets as some large body passed through them, and the thud of
ponderous feet and frequent husky gruntings. I knew that the urus were
feeding in the glades.
Very near us was an opening, or rather a sort of indentation, in the
forest, and across this in the dimness we could see dark shadows
passing, though we could not distinguish what they were. After a time
these moving shadows disappeared. And then, all at once, loomed up a
great white shape, passing, without a sound it seemed, across the glade!
Leuk sank shudderingly to the ground, and I, with a feeling in my belly
and throat I did not like, stood gazing at where the ghostly thing had
disappeared. We did not speak; we but waited in wonder and, it may be,
with not a little apprehension; and as we thus waited the moon rose,
and through the open space to the eastward poured her light upon the
lake and its surroundings, making all nearly light as day. And then,
almost at the moment, emerged with stately tread from the forest into
the glade again, a majestic snow-white urus!
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