Prolouge-The Child's Song

Prolouge-The Child's Song

A Chapter by Rattus Knits

Little deer, little deer
Why have you come?
This forest is not for you
Foolish little fawn.

The tyrant fox is coming,
His fur is lily white.
Do you not know little one?
He gives even kings a fright.

He shall take what he wants from even man,
Be it his child or his bride.
Even with shield and sword
Those who are targeted cannot hide.

His wisdom is beyond your own,
His powers of a different kind;
Summoning fire to confuse your eyes,
Luring you off for him to find.

What did you do to anger him?
What was your folly?
Be you full of pride
And take his stick of holly?

Watch yourself now dear
You are within his reach,
Amber eyes are following you.
Bid birds not to screech.

Run, run beast of prey.
His claws are throwing dust.
Run through sun spotted meadows
Or your life shall be lost.

Do not trip, do not stop,
Dare not you look back.
The fox's eyes are trained on you,
His teeth nearing your neck.

Foolish little creature
Why have you come to him?
Did you have a wish for grant?
What a wasted whim.

Even if you should escape
A white fox never relents.
Be you cursed for life?
Or merely an early death?


© 2016 Rattus Knits


Author's Note

Rattus Knits
This leads into the main story, would like any comments though it may seem out of place here.

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Added on March 17, 2016
Last Updated on March 20, 2016
Tags: Lore, story telling, fantasy, fox, warning


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Hello, I am a college student and work full time, LOVE animals and knitting. (may put more detail later if i feel likes it) Also like writing, been writing stories with other people online a few ye.. more..

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