original now for my 1700th hundred story, what if myths and legends were real,
' We have to do something Ert,' commented Srt his brother as they stood behind a boulder watching them set another trap,'Even though we can go a long time without food the stuff they set in their traps can lure someone you know,and they're getting closer and brave to our territory you know,we can't keep running and hiding. ' But that is who we are , Srt,we're the legends that they make us out to be, we're what they call Bigfoot, without a little mystery to solve to learn from ,I doubt they have much too believe in, and that's sad,we give them hope,now are you ready ?' he asked Srt as he stood to his full eight feet,suddenly one of the older humans that was setting up a trap yell,' There behind that boulder they were watching us the whole time,no wonder we can't trap them.As they ran,Srt scratch himself ,' You know your right did you see that old man, how happy he was to see us.'And they kept running back to where they came from and the myth of Bigfoot lived on. end.
Born of their seeds, kingdom will rise against kingdom, one will hold great mysteries, one will turn the tide and one will not be bound. War is fought, not only on the field but also within the mind. Nothing is what it seems take nothing for granted.
