DARX CIRCLE Chapter 1 Segment (ii)


I think most bloggers don’t really want to spend too much of their blogging time on one post.  For this reason, among others, running long stories doesn’t generally attract much readership.  However, I would love some feedback on whether a short segment like this is preferred, or if there should be something longer like Segment 1.  I have set up a poll, below, which allows multiple answers and also enables one to put in a different answer.

(Eish!  We hev a praw blem with the poll.  Please be patient – lie down on that hospital bed and wait and wait and wait  … )

(Ah, wrong code.  Let’s try again.  *raises voice*  Dr Poll will see you now …)

CHAPTER 1 (ii)

(For links to previous segments see Side Bar)

 

Rhino Peak (small)‘That’s strange,’ Donald said, his attention again on the valley, ‘no signs of activity.’  For an instant Hugh thought his father had also become aware … but then he realised that he was talking about the distantly-visible and scattered farms.  They did seem unusually free of any visible movement of animals or humans; even in what could be seen of the tiny village.

In silence they set off again, and were nearing the bottom of the pass when a sharp bend brought them unexpectedly upon a heavily-laden open pickup, stopped and taking up most of the road in a part that hadn’t been visible from the view site.   ‘That bakkie belongs to Dengana’s dad,’ Hugh said.  ‘Yes, there is Dengana with his father and mother and brothers.’

‘That tyre seems to have had it,’ Donald remarked, and went over to inspect a thing so depressed it was clear that nothing would ever cheer it up again.   He exchanged proper greetings in Zulu, and then asked if they had a spare.  Apparently they did, but their jack had broken.  Donald took his out and started adapting it.

Hugh moved back to the car and Dengana followed.  The two were old friends from the previous visits, when sometimes Hugh had shared his herding duties, and whenever possible they  had gone on various expeditions together.

Hugh looked curiously at the piles of furniture and luggage strapped all over the pickup.  ‘You have many things loaded here,’ he said, also speaking Zulu.  ‘Are you moving to another home?’

‘Yes; we go,’ Dengana nodded.  ‘We all go.’

‘All?  You don’t mean the whole village, do you?’

Again, Dengana nodded.  ‘Everyone go away already.  We are last ones, because of wheel broken.   Valley is bad place, now.’

‘What about the ones who work for The Two Old Frogs?  Surely they haven’t gone?’

Dengana looked nervously to where the adults were still wrestling with the jack.  ‘Old Frogs go away.  All go away.  Nothing left there,’ he said abruptly, and when Hugh asked further questions he only responded by shaking his head.

It took a great deal of time and labour to get the wheel changed.  Most of the load had to be taken off before the jack would lift the wheel clear enough from  the ground to be removed, and then it turned out that the spare was buried under another section of load.  Finally the job was completed, and all of them helped with reloading.

Just before climbing aboard Dengana rushed up to Hugh and said quietly but urgently, ‘Not go Old Frogs.  Not go!  I see tokoloshe.  Bad tokoloshe!’  Then he cast a guilty look at his father and dashed back to clamber onto the pickup, which resumed its journey out of the valley swaying rather alarmingly beneath its pile.

 © Colonialist May 2013 (WordPress)

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23 Responses to DARX CIRCLE Chapter 1 Segment (ii)

  1. Kev says:

    Yes, you’ve taken on quite a challenge attempting the novel on a blog. I’ll get through it though. 😉 Btw. I don’t have you down for an impending interview do I? 😉

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  2. adinparadise says:

    It’s a long time ago that I read about Tkoloshes. I once had a maid that really believed in it. One day it told her to burn all her clothes, and she did. Scary stuff. 😯

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  3. Marco says:

    Col, I’m keen on reading it whichever way you choose to present it. Might not get to it right away but I will get around to it. They should have gotten the diligent snake to help them change their Tyre. not sure of the logistics but hey!

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  4. 68ghia says:

    I’m looking forward to more.
    regardless of how you want to do it, but I think the 1000 words one would probably do the trick.

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  5. The Asian says:

    Just because I need to study, shorter blog posts are better for me as it is less time spent on a distraction so my 500 word vote is because I’m being extremely selfish 😉
    I can’t wait to find out what the tokoloshe actually is!

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  6. Sonel says:

    Dr Poll will see you now…LOL! You have such an amazing sense of humour Col. I’ve also voted for the 1000 words segments as the concentration don’t stay for long some days. I am now curious what Hugh and his father is going to find and if there really is a Tokoloshe. Well written once again my friend. I truly enjoyed. Thank you very much. 🙂 *hugs*

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  7. cobbies69 says:

    I continue to like,, and it has been thought of mine about the length of writing posts and I think this is ideal in my eyes.. I think up to 1200 words.. because if you are a slower reading type like me.. that means alot of time .. Well done for this thought ,, so mark my point down on your poll..;)

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  8. bulldog says:

    your poll has come back to me looking quite strange..you might want to look at that…

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