Jesterbeasts by Steve Shilstone

Author:Steve Shilstone [Shilstone, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Wild Child Publishing Tween Fantasy
Publisher: Wild Child Publishing
Published: 2014-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

Jerrandal spun with a roar of glee and thundered at the other jesterbeasts, “Jarbots, my dream comes true, slip and slide! Soon on silver sands we will romp! Slip and slide, slip and slide, the Jaha needs the stick and the ball we saw fly away. Race! Run! The sooner found, the sooner gone, slip and slide! Spread thin and search. When you leave the valley, don’t forget to cast your shadow. There are creatures about, slip and slide. Roar the roar of gather if you find the stick or the ball. We’ll the rest of us rush to join you, slip and slide, and then be transported to silver sands!”

The jesterbeasts reacted to this speech by jumping, spinning, waving their massive arms and tumbling in all directions, bumping each into the other and laughing out with more roars of glee. One moment they were a massed jumble of hectic excitement, the next they were gone. Such was so. Flash snap, they sped off in every direction possible, leaving behind ‘em a glade of empty nests, a loud silence, Kar as Rakara drifting down, Jerrandal wearing the most horrible of long sharp fangly tusked grins, and me.

“What happened there?” asked Rakara, flipping right side up and landing to stand on the ground next to me.

I told her the jesterbeasts were off to look for the wand and the crystal ball. She said she thought she was supposed to find ‘em first. I told her she probably would anyway because the jesterbeasts seemed to me to be so such too silly to conduct a proper search. She suggested we hurry because she didn’t want to risk having one of the jesterbeasts stumble onto the wand by luck. I shrugged like we do and asked Jerrandal to point where the wand and the crystal ball had last been seen flying away. The great beast’s shaggy rust red right arm lifted and pointed. Jerrandal mumbled, “Up toward my boulder, slip and slide.”

“The bond … wand … blew … flew out of the … the … valley … the blame … tame … same! … way we … blame … tame … came! … into it,” I said. “Fly above … and … sense, Kar. I’ll stalk … talk … walk with Jerrandal.”

“That be wise, Bek. Ye stay in the shadow. I’ll keep ye in sense,” said Rakara, drifting up and beginning to make slow sensing circles.

“Your pet is amazing. Are there more, slip and slide, on silver sands? I would like to have one for myself,” rumbled Jerrandal.

“There is no … other. She is a … one, mine alone,” I said almost smoothly, “Seed … bead … lead me, Jerrandal.”

We followed the path through the grasses and brush which grew in a blanket under the trees. Up the mountainside we moved to the top of the ridge and paused at Jerrandal’s boulder so such that the beast could cast the beyond purple shadow. I hopped into its shelter, and we made our way in steady descent down the ridge’s far side.

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