The General and I

I

re co

lf of being the only village chief to have this record under his belt. He boasted he would take it to forty years or till

to offer. And then more. They came wit

p conversations that they laughed about. I usually sat with my nose buried in the novel for the day after so many attempt by my mother to m

de on special occasions like today. The twenty fifth ann

in her meal preparation and the deep baritones of Father and B

manor. With the explosion came a deafening silence as father exchanged looks with Ben, m

the thing back while heading to the wall on the far corner to retrieve a hunting gun that has always hung up there for as long as I could remember

Dad commanded, while he took the gun f

cking a rifle in his hands. The look of fight in his eyes. In all my year

ago, I was never allowed on the training ground. My father believed in keepi

r father. He says to stay here till he come

nce if there's any needed. I can't hide in here like a

ow bu

r. I heard the barn shattering and the hooves of horses scampering and whining in pain. Wails

es to take you to safety. I

Ben dashe

watched his back disappear behind the door, my mother jumped f

n, Tina

here was any war, each household had a hiding spot for their women and children that they were supposed to

tripped on the hem of my flowing gown and my knee smashed the wooden

in pain, the nerves from my

ve girl. We don't have time to clean t

, mother's finger biting into soft flesh and from

the Ge

utside as clangs of knives and s

ntic rush upstairs as her eyes ne

Gene

was the father of the devil himself and like the devil he came l

. Father had made so many efforts to stay under the radar. Never doi

ng villages and taking over. Turning their men to slaves and t

orns for some supernatural power tha

my mother out of her freeze. Someone outside struggled and

to a hidden room for hiding, when all of a sudden the person kicked down the

ret room with so much force that I landed face first to the ground, while