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The Elephant Dance, Chapter 1 |
| Written by Cameron Godfrey | |
| Thursday, 07 August 2008 | |
Isabelle found herself in a pickle. Not literally of course, as that would be quite unfortunate, but metaphorically speaking. She tried not to struggle. So far, only her feet had disappeared into the sand. But she knew from experience that she needed help fast.
She reached for her mobile phone. Motorola V9, special edition, dark gray, with all the bells and whistles. No signal.
Yelling was definitely not the answer. Already, her throat felt sore from excessive shouting and all that she had succeeding in doing, was alerting the natives to her exact location. She could hear them coming. Their voices got louder and louder. Their language foreign to her ears. A language of screams.
She turned around slowly, sinking further into her grave. A shadow began to form in front of her. It got bigger and bigger. It came from the sky. A spear perhaps, aimed at her heart. Isabelle hid her face in her hands and began to pray.
Suddenly, an elephant appeared out nowhere, falling from the sky acrobatically. It landed like a cat, all feet touching softly on the ground. It roared like a lion, and moved like a cobra. It also wore a novelty sized top hat that complimented its ears. Remnants of shoes were wrapped around its incredible ankles.
"Sorry I'm late, are you okay Isabelle?" The elephant spoke euphorically.
Isabelle stood shocked. Everything she had ever known about gravity, had been shattered in a few lighting quick moments. She felt lightheaded. Her mouth was open wide enough to fit in three small children and a tire. She struggled to find her voice. You would too if you'd just seen a giant elephant fall from the sky and land at your feet.
"Paaardon?" Isabelle stuttered.
"Didn't you call? I have like three missed calls from you, and when I finally picked up the phone, you hung up." The elephant replied breathless.
The elephant seemed very frantic as if it wished it was somewhere else. It glanced around the forest, and then down at its watch. When it turned back to Isabelle, a smile crept across its face.
"Ummn... no I didn't," Isabelle said frightened. "Who are you?"
"My name is Thaddeus. I'm offended you don't remember me. I'll just be off then." Replied Thaddeus the elephant angrily.
The elephant then bent its legs preparing for flight, tipped its hat, and leaped up into the clouds at a rate of knots. Isabelle pulled a knife out of her pocket, and slit her throat. Nothing meant anything anymore. There was no use living. Copyright 2008 Cameron Godfrey |
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