The Hunt (Of Blood and Magic Book 2) by Delicious David

Author:Delicious David [David, Delicious]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

THE CAR

The road from the fields was narrow and winding, causing the truck they had stopped and asked for a ride from move along cautiously, very nearly crawling, to avoid an unexpected collision, which suited Becca just fine because she got to stare at the vast fields and bask in the peace and calm the richness of the beautiful fields were. She grew more in tune with nature, as she felt the warmth it exuded in the unscented air. She smiled as the curls of her hair broke free, letting loose as the cool breeze ran through her hair as they sped past the fields rolled with tall plantations of corn and squat fields of sprouting rice. There were windmills on most of the plantations, which Luke quizzed her about, and then there was a rubber plantation and a vast olive garden.

The truck belonged to what seemed to be a music band. In the back of the truck, as the vehicle hit bumps and tiny potholes, she heard the clanging of what sounded like cymbals and drums. The driver was a young man with wiry hair and what was clearly a big heart. Not only had he stopped to give them a lift with a smile, but he also seemed to find the fun in every little thing, no matter how bleak it originally seemed. The band was not only merry but strongly opinionated. They argued about everything, from politics to football to the weather. As they conversed, the young man with the green T-shirt would get really animated as he made his arguments, his hands swiping the air madly as he marshaled his point. Becca found his level of expressiveness quite amusing, but not nearly half as amusing as the blank, confused look on Luke’s face as he listened in on the conversation. It was clear that he couldn’t make out the meaning of a single reference. Becca chuckled and nudged him, and then she draped her arm around his neck.

The green fields disappeared, replaced by senescent trees with trunks as wide as tricycles. The trees towered so high that some of them seemed to touch the sky. Interestingly enough, as the green fields vanished the road became sturdier and smoother. Becca wondered if there was a correlation between farms and underdeveloped roads.

The men in the truck suddenly burst into song; a beautiful, harmonious sound that drew tears to Becca's eyes. It was the song of a story. They sang of a man who loved a tree, so much that he left his family to live beside it. That he watered it each day, though the tree didn’t need it, and showered it with much affection. But then, he had become so possessive of the tree. He would chase people away from it and gorge on its fruit until his belly ached, just so no one else would have access to its fruit. Then, one night, while he slept, the tree, suffocated by his blatant possessiveness, had withdrawn

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