The local natives had told Jim that this was the best location to see “big game”. He peered anxiously through the binoculars, scanning the lush, green field below him. He saw a few zebras before he spotted a lion, another, and yes, another. He had come upon a pride of lions, nearly a dozen in all. The next thing that appeared in his view was an equal amount of bears lumbering to and fro. However, they always stayed at least a few yards away as if an invisible wall separated the two groups. All of the lions gathered near the center of the field creating a cluster. The lions dispersed and quickly ran directly to the line of bears. In a matter of seconds, the impact of their bodies crashing into each other made a sound not unlike thunder. A solitary lion was able to make his way through the bears unscathed. He continues running at top speed until he reached the end of the field, at which point the announcer’s voice exited the public address system into the crisp autumn air – “Touchdown…Detroit!”.
Doug Bartlett
22/2/2019 11:40:13 pm
Thanks for the nice words! Coming from the master like you, it means a great deal :)
Nicky Johnson
22/2/2019 12:59:26 am
Nice work. I was pleasantly surprised at the end.
Doug Bartlett
22/2/2019 11:41:23 pm
Thank you for taking the time to read it! I appreciate the feedback.
Mike
23/2/2019 07:41:12 am
Great Job Doug!!! Lions, and Zebras, and Bears, Oh My!! I think you may have found a new hobby. I really enjoyed the story...
wayne
23/2/2019 06:16:05 pm
it must of been barry sanders! great story Comments are closed.
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