The Lion King Live Action Novelization by Elizabeth Rudnick & Elizabeth Rudnick

Author:Elizabeth Rudnick & Elizabeth Rudnick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2019-06-15T00:00:00+00:00

Every bone in Simba’s body hurt. His head pounded, and his eyes were swollen shut. The side of his body lying against the hard desert ground burned, as did the opposite side exposed to the sun.

He had been lying there for what felt like days. After his fall from the cliff, he had just turned and run blindly. His only goal: to get as far from the hyenas and the Pride Lands as possible.

So Simba had run. Soon the savannah grasses had given way to soft sand, which, in turn, had given way to an endless sea of brown dirt. The hard-packed ground, cracked from the unrelenting sun that beat down on it day after day, offered no protection for the young cub. He had gone without water or food, plodding forward slowly while his thoughts raced. Images of his father falling flashed through his mind. He saw Scar’s look of dismay and horror. His head thundered with the sound of the wildebeests. And through it all, moving in and out of his other visions, he imagined his mother. He pictured her eyes full of tears as she heard about Mufasa’s death and then imagined her anger when she realized he was the reason the king was gone. That thought alone was enough to keep Simba running. He could never return—not when he had let everyone down.

But now he was pretty sure returning wouldn’t be an issue, since it seemed he would probably die out here. Over the pounding of his head and his own labored breathing he could make out the sound of buzzards flapping overhead. They always arrived when an animal was close to the end. The harbingers of death, as it were. The flapping came closer as the large birds descended, and then Simba heard a few of them land nearby. As they began to circle him, Simba tried to open his eyes, but the slightest movement sent pain screaming through his body and he finally gave up, letting his eyelids stay closed, blocking out the harsh sun and keeping him in the dark.

Then, suddenly, he heard the buzzards’ wings begin to flap more frantically as they called out to each other. A moment later there was the unmistakable sound of hoofbeats and the ground under Simba shook. Just as a wave of exhaustion ushered him toward unconsciousness, Simba thought he heard a loud voice. The last thing he was aware of, before he slipped away, was someone shouting, “Bowling for buzzards!”

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