RUMINATION 1: THE FROGS, PART 2 of 4 by JeffreyRebowlski, literature
Literature
RUMINATION 1: THE FROGS, PART 2 of 4
When it was Earp’s turn he found that it was a complete and utter absence of light “Herb might be right about this; it’s the only way we’ll catch them.” Rupert whispered to Croak; though he seemed distracted. Rupert hissed at something; seemingly sliding his knife in the space between his flesh and the holsters
“Rupert,” said Croak, “That’s gross…” innocently the frog looked back; his face in a state of pain.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered “This thing is itching me like crazy…” suddenly one of the solders told them to be quiet “I swear its
RUMINATION #1: THE FROGS, PART 1 of 4 by JeffreyRebowlski, literature
Literature
RUMINATION #1: THE FROGS, PART 1 of 4
Rumination #1
THE FROGS
Waking up with a splitting headache on a handy spit of wall; webbed hand holding tightly in fear that some brain were to slip out. The frog rose; his chair reclining forward with him; seat belt still tightly grasped around him. “EARP!” someone called; but he was too distracted to notice; as in a moment of panic he began to fidget with the clasp. Coming out of the smoke two small silhouettes raced head down towards him. “Earp!” he spotted Rupert in the lead of Croak; clambering down a piece of something blasted and destroyed in rush to help him. “Are you alright-thought we nearly lost you
RUMINATION #2 THE DRUNK, PART 1 of 4 by JeffreyRebowlski, literature
Literature
RUMINATION #2 THE DRUNK, PART 1 of 4
RUMINATION #2
The DRUNK
Plowing through the brush, branches grabbing and clawing after him. The drunk looked back to see half of the party had succeeded in
fallow him. A frog raised his gun; shortly after a flash a stalk had been set ablaze. He felt as though there was a drum in his chest, and
someone was beating on it with a hammer. It made him feel as though he were running on time. With every step he heard-BUM-BUM-
BUM-as though he were a part of a marching band. His eyes wondered behind him to see that the frogs were gaining “Come back here!”
they shouted, blasters firing shots over his head. The dog continued to cut thro