I’m doing my best to continue on the alien stories (1, 2, 3) as a part of Friday Fictioneers. Most importantly, I’m using this fiction challenge to improve my story telling skills. I take constructive criticism with smile. This week’s installment is wrapped in 92 words. I hope, you will find it entertaining.
“So much rage is no good for you.” The monk said in a calm voice.
It was a beautiful morning. Baku was standing next to the monk on the snow covered hilltop. The cold morning air was dense and heavy.
“Please, help me!” Baku begged.
The monks of Jillah had graciously taken in Baku. The monastery sat in peace on the hilltop. There was no distraction. There were no judgmental eyes.
“I will help you Baku. I’ll help you find yourself!”
Baku slept like stone that night. Unaware of what tomorrow held for him.