He was hunted by some Centuars and Satyrs after he'd breached the orders of the underworld. Then they pursued him till he lost them to a forest. He was found by some of the creatures who he killed. He stayed in the forest for a while till a lady came to the forest. He was surprised to realize that other creatures existed and stole after her till he found a voluptuous village. He returned to his stead (the trunk of a tree) and would go to steal the babies of the inhabitants of the village. He kept on this and travelled to other parts of sewn villages whenever there was no baby to steal anymore. Nemesis caught up with him when it was time for him to be stolen. Ah! He who steal will be stolen.

 Lude said as he tried to catch up with the tough guy. One thing was the fact that he somehow felt safe around him. Like the feeling you nurse when you're around someone who you know can take care of you. 


 They were few metres away from the village, there was a border. A border which could be lit and burnt into ashes by some tongues of felon flames. 


 Twas made from lots of trees, mostly strong and undaunted ones such as cedar and boabab. 


 There was also a good feeling to drawing closer to the village. Meant only one thing, he wouldn't have to be worried over anything anymore. 


 If he would he worried, then twould be over eating or having to resume the craftsmanship he had been given to. 


 But going to that forest for hunting was no longer going to be his cup of tea. If it happened to be, he would simply have to break the cup. 


 The tough guy was in a haste. He had no idea what the guy was jumpy and worried about. Made no actual sense to him. 


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