"Yo, mate, you're positive about today?"
The cub was gay. His feeble limbs flexed rhythmically to some jive he could not hear. He was sure that having the cub edge before him was an approval. He was beginning to make meaning of the language of the cub. He couldn't suitingly speak, but the signs and growls were beginning to make sense to him. Twas the first week of being with it. How wouldn't he be acquainted with its ways of life? Then he'd been the dumbest person that'd ever existed. Most times would the cub leave the cave to hunt down prey himself and when it'd returned, he'd remonstrated to it:
"What have you done, mate? Death calls at you? You wanna be inna haste to meet mamma? Why would go hunting all by yourself? Mehn! Damn! You're impossibly ridiculous."
The cub would had fa
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Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ VI
"Get them all to the Agora." That was Ja Lia. The phrase was addressed to one of those gladiators who was given to undaunted reverence to the professed master. He wasn't as broad and hefty as Cyclops, but had his own pluses. He was quite the hefty also, only that his laps were shifted sideways, such that when he walked, it seemed as though he was going to collapse. Heavens knew how he'd been able to survive sundry battles with such odd two legs. In such a form. Probably he wasn't inflected with ill-luck as compared to the callous Cyclops. He left to prune the biddings of the marred master. After the marred massacre of both the hefty gladiators and the defected, leopards that survived the malady were sent back to their hoods while the dead were boiled to commemorate the defeat of the cowards and incompetents. It was usually a rite to celebrate the
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ VII
"Hurrrghhhh" That'd be the fourth time that the cub had made that sound. He had no idea what it that was for. It seemed to him as though he was getting along with it. But whenever he made himself to believe that lie, some strays in actions would be supplanted and he'd be left in the middle of the ocean - of guesses crazed in torrents. His heart was quite faster than his thoughts. He could feel some unusual pounding on his inky instinct. He knew the subsequent growls of the cub was in complement to the odd feelings nosy nature had been leasing to him. He sat up. The inner part of the cave was yet dark. He could see some rusty rays fighting their worn ways into the cubicle, probably to scare away the gaunt gloom loitering. He was not in for some guesses. Whether or not rain would fall, he didn't care. He had nowhere he was going to. The previous da
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ VIII
"How many of you went?" "A score and a half, Bìxîa." "How many returned?" " Five of us, Bìxîa" "In what state respectively?" "Three badly hurt, two Hale, Bìxîa." Ja Lia beckoned to the black gladiator he had been observing closely recently and girded him in the following biddings, his eyes basked in ire and rage: "Feed those three to the recently caught Leopards, they'd be famished. The three are of no use anymore. They'd be liabilities to this fort and I won't suffer that. Never! What resources is there to waste?" T
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ IX
"Get going. I can't help you." The owner of the voice had his heart in his mouth or probably his hand. It's pretty hard to discern. What was quite obvious was the fact that he was conscious of his advances. Not merely conscious, but super conscious. He needed to guide his steps, else death probably would be generous to guide him through the pored paths of gloom. And of course his life was in his hand, he'd do whatever seemed best to him. His sanity must not be infected by some stereotype. Of course he was afraid. He admitted his fear. Who wouldn't be afraid? A man with loose leopard, though small, walking about the gaunt street. He needed to do something quickly. Probably take the matter to their monarch. For how how would someone whose brain had not been relegated walk about the street with a loose leopard? What was he expecting? Like he was going to be embraced by whoever came to his
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ X
"Bro, wake!" He wasn't sure if it heard him. He was merely taking chances. He couldn't be sure if what he was doing was accurate or right. He couldn't be sure if he was sane or not. He couldn't be sure if was being humane or alien. He couldn't be sure if what had been happening to him were signs of some hideous attractions. He couldn't be sure if he needed time with himself. He couldn't be sure if he was the same person he used. He felt a little less of himself. Like a little bit of a faker skin. Been a long while since he saw blood trailing tracks through the veins of the agora. Been a while since he tasted blood and rage. When he'd sent head in the air in acrobatics. He missed those days! But that was not the time to revere those thoughts. He had something better to do. He needed to wake the sleeping cub, but he needed to be sure on how to go about it. That would actually be the first time h
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ XI
"Huooohhh" His eyes were heavy. Heavy like lanky lead bled by the breast of a meagre metal. Heavy like lips of a rock cut by rusty rage of vying volcano. Heavy like a throbbing thud fostered by the pukes of a hibernated hurricane. He could feel his eyes willing to pop out of his socket. He wouldn't blame them, how would he?. He had no idea how long he had been sleeping. It didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that he yet felt the need to sleep. His eyelids were taunting him. He couldn't had remonstrated. He simply would prune steps to their biddings. He felt like confiding in sleep once more, but sundry thoughts were birthed. He hated the thoughts of dreams. He didn't know what they were. He hadn't had one ever in his life. He believed that only those who believed in it had their night basked in it. He matter-of-factly didn't believe in Almighty, how po
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ XII
"You want to pay close attention, don't you!" That was the third time he'd summoned them that day. Each paging for three minutes address or call it some inky information. What was he thinking? What was he feeling like? Couldn't he had told them once and for all at the first of second meeting? Nah! He could do whatever he liked and that was why he was a master. He could make pawn of his subjects. He could do whatever he liked to them. He could make them eat from what he'd not. He could make them feel the rage choking their patience to naught. He had so much an influence on them that he wondered how he'd been be able to manage them up to that moment. He knew that they had no choice and that was all he could pawn at that moment. He knew they'd be drown in the ocean of wishes. He knew their phrenic acreage would lease them many ideas but they would prefer to throw them to the walls of fears. All those were w
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ XIII
"You must have sex with me." Was she drunk? Was she was really sane? Probably her sanity had been plagued. Or her sewn sanity had been torn by the intensity of malady hoisted hay leased on the apt azure. It sure wasn't the prime of sanity. She probably was trailing the track of nuances. Probably she'd mated with hibernated hooey and had no idea where to rehearse the acts. Was probably an offshoot of dark traces of malady moistened by folly. Well she could be the contraction of the large mouth of gnawing pride. Her makes of the pull and pangs of felon fate. Or probably punctured by pored pride. He wasn't sure of what to think. He actually wasn't new to the shenanigans she was basked in. He knew that he'd been dealing with it all the whiles and would continue once more. He knew that his choice had been truncated or chopped by the rigidity of her pride. O
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