Gantrill and his men moved in tight like a ball None knowing the danger but vowing to stand tall Each of the men with wide eyed horror looking around As darkness was setting in as the sun was going down
"You three men must gather wood, remember to stay in tight In order to see what confronts us, we will need the light" Three men gathered their courage and stepped from the klan Each of them pale with fright, but sword ready in their hand
The rain kept falling at a light but steady pace Soaking their clothes and streaming down their face Slowly the men gathered wood for a fire Trudging through the much and the mire
Gantrill and the others soon set up camp Each of the men shaking from the cold and damp The men returned with wood as night was setting in fast In no time at all the group had a fire at last
The group moved in closer to the fire, safe from the cool night air Slowly they grew warm and the heat begain to dry their hair Eyes full of questions stare Gantrill's way Each wondering what words he would say
Gantrill softly cleared his throat and slowly began to speak "As I have told you, there is a grand treasure that we seek We will come across many creatures in the forest deep Some of them shall guide us, other's hunt us for feed
Also you must understand that I cherish each of your lives I wish that each of you shall return to your children and wives I hold nothing back from you nor do I jest The reward will be great as we uncover the chest"
Those last few words seemed to put the men at ease Until a terrible crashing sound came out of the trees Something was coming and it was coming quite fast Each man grabbing up swords, escaping each a frightened gasp... You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 17487 ( Click here )
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