After a solid day’s trekking, the hunters are cheered to find a group of thorn trees, indicating the presence of precious water. Aquila flies on, scouting for a cave to protect them from the coming night.
Distracted as they forage for food, the hunters fail to sense the danger. A lioness leaps, the group scatters, but an older man lags behind; Owab turns, raises his spear, but he’s too late.
Gripped by powerful jaws, the lions move in; by morning there will be nothing left but bones.
The pride is sated
and under a blood-red moon
a shooting star falls.
Previous episodes of this little African adventure are here.
Photo credit: Nick Owuor
Written in response to two challenges:
I also set myself the additional challenges of confining my piece to 100 words exactly and writing in the haibun form. Just for fun!
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