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Flash no. Beauty 

The Lion and the Gazelle. By CpSingleton © 2016

Through the dry grass of the hot savannah, the lion watched the gazelle’s graceful gait as she stepped lightly, unaware of his presence.

He cocked his head to the left in confusion.

Normally all he would see was a meal, but something about the way the land, he’d hunted on since old enough, sighed at her beauty stopped his natural instinct.

This angered the lion.

He tensed the heavy muscles in his legs, pulling himself to the ground, ready to spring.

Her benign eyes darted his way and washed him with tingling feelings he couldn’t comprehend.

He sprang.

She hopped to the right.

He landed where she had once stood and, with furious intent, spun to devour her.

‘Why do you prepare such pain upon me, cat?’ She asked, with a tone of tender-hearted warmth that made the cat feel giddy.

‘It’s the way of things,’ the lion began, with little surety. ‘I’m the hunter and you are my prey.’

‘The way of what?’

‘The way of-erm-things.’

‘Can’t you change those things?’

‘Why would I do that? Wouldn’t I starve to death?’

‘Not if you found another way of living,’ she told him, without hint of condescension.

‘Another way?’

‘Yes. You could try eating vegetables, for instance.’

‘Could I survive on such a diet? My ancestors never veered from meat?’

‘When you say meat, you are saying other living beings, with feelings and families.’

‘I never considered that you may have family or feelings. Are you saying that if I ate you I would cause you and your kin pain?’

‘Very much so. My sisters and parents would be terribly upset and I would suffer under your violent attack.’

‘Well, That doesn’t seem nice,’ the lion mumbled.

‘You have to consider how your own family would feel if you were eaten.’

‘Hmmmm,’ the carnivore mused. ‘And you survive on?’

‘Well, we live quite happily on herbs, foliage from shrubs, short grasses and shoots.’


‘Yes, really,’ she told him, batting her beautiful eyelashes.



‘I’m afraid that won’t do for me,’ the lion shrugged, before diving upon her soft, downy fur and tearing her gentle flesh to manageable chunks.

‘She put up a good argument, and was stunning to the eye, but I am what I am and she tasted too sweet to waste,’ he sighed, as he licked his lips of her warm, sticky blood and carried on with his meal.


About Chris42

I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.


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