Hunter’s Destiny
Form: Microfiction
“Macavus”
He could hear them shouting his name. “Over here” he shouted back
But where was here? Macavus remembered they were in the jungle hunting a Temulata for the tribal feast and he remembered tripping through thick vines. Into here
Here is a serene well-lit glade beside a sparkling river. On a rock by the river sat his father. His father who had been dead for six years.
The man spoke “At last you are old enough”
“Old enough for what?”
“To receive your destiny.” The man handed Macavus a hunting spear. “Go back now, towards that tree, and feed our people well, Hunter”
Word count: 104
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