A Complicated Thing
Chapter 1
Zauldock

He looked up and felt it high above him. �He couldn�t see it, but he knew it was there. It was always there, searching. �He knew when it found him there would be hell to pay......literally. �Well, what did you expect? �You don�t get as far as I am in this life without stepping on a few toes.� ��Although I do suppose I could have been a little more selective.� �He always seemed to be talking to himself. �Most people who had chanced to meet him thought it was a peculiar trait but harmless. �The truth of the matter was, he wasn�t talking to himself, He indeed had company wherever he went. �It�s just the other...well...uh.....well, this writer has yet to think of the words to describe �what� the other was so I guess you�ll have to wait. �Anyway, he wasn�t alone and you�ll just have to take my word for it, and that�s that. �Back to what I was saying. �He did have company, it�s just that the normal everyday humdrum person couldn�t see it. �And if the normal everyday humdrum person couldn�t see it, you don�t think they would be able to hear it do you? Not to say �it� ever said anything you understand, although it may have. �You see �it�s� a complicated thing and I just don�t think your ready yet.

�Well, let�s see what we have here!� �He had been walking for days now in the midst of the Great Wood. �He thought he had a few more days to go before he would get to a break in the canopy above him, but he seemed at be at the end of the Great Wood.

He looked across the open plain he had come to and then looked up. ��I don�t think it wise to start across now, at least not until I come up with a pretty good disguise or someone comes along I can blend with.� �I think I�ll take the rest of the day off. �He stood next to a tall sturdy looking tree, raised arms as if they were the branches on a tree and fell fast asleep.

Copyright 1999 by Thom Leno, Used with Permission

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