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Book 2


The half-moon shone brightly, radiating through the clouds and tickling the branches in the woods. The air was thick and unforgiving.

Samuel the Great slinked through the pebbles on the side of the riverbank, maintaining as much composure and decorum as possible despite his furious rage at his own community. Though making as little noise as possible, he creeped up onto one of the large rocks using his blistered green hands, and hesitated for a moment to retract his hands underneath his body.

He took a deep breath. What a year. The torment of his responsibilities for the forest have come to an end. Or so everyone thinks. He looks back in awe in how he was able to seize the moment of leadership for all people in the wood. A bear could do it, an eagle could do it, perhaps even an owl. But a lizard like him? Unlikely. Yet he proved even the flamingos of the Far Swamp wrong in that he could rule everyone for one whole century and create a paradise for all involved.

Samuel’s hands clenched into a fist and slammed the rock. He was not going to take no for an answer. He predicted within a matter of minutes, even seconds, that the meeting was about to begin. He could even see a flicker of torches, all in one line, marching in the distance.

He creeped behind the rock as to not attract attention to the mob. He had to devise a way watch the meeting unnoticed.


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But his mind wondered. There were new candidates now; a few eligible and educated mosquitoes were running for Samuel's prestigious post. They studied at the elm tree swamp, gained prized scholarships for their academic excellence and won awards for their contributions to butterfly needles. They knew how to please, and learned leadership from the hyenas. All of which Samuel didn't.

A light flickered and a sole macaw screeched. The meeting begun...


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…in an instant. Samuel the Great then shooed away the mosquitoes.

“Away, I say! Away!” whispered he. But the mosquitoes refused to let up.

“If you go near within five inches of this very important meeting, we will alert everyone, including the guards!” said one of the mosquitoes.

“You will be exiled,” said another. “You will never step foot in this forest ever again.”
Samuel the Great then scoffed.

“Do you even know what it takes to lead a forest?” said Samuel. “It’s the dirt of the earth, I’m telling you. You have no right to block my path.”

A third mosquito then landing on Samuel’s nose, eyeing him intently.

“It’s not your path anymore, and for good reason,” he said. “You were in power for too long. It now will be in the hands of the people.”

Samuel then froze in anger. He quickly dipped his tail in water and splashed his tail at the mosquitos, taking them by fright. Their wings buzzed on the surface of the river water, squashed and convoluted, and Samuel made a run for it.



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He pounced through the ferns and ruffled the leaves, maintaining his speed despite considerable friction underneath his feet. The torches in the distance slowly began to disappear into a slump, in which Samuel gradually took note. He then skidded up a nearby tree with great agility, though he unfortunately ruffled the leaves in a way that the party could take notice.

And take notice they did.

"Shush," said one of the creatures, who was a mouse. "What was that?!?"

A hesitation. Samuel froze.

"Forget it," said his wife. "The meeting has just started."


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The ruffling noise inside the hollowed underground hall was silenced by a mallet held by a pig.

"Order, I say. ORDER!" he shouted.

There was an air of concentration and attentiveness from the crowd. The pig then looked out into the crowd majestically as he presided over the lectern, placing a name card scribbled "Sheamus" on the front. Samuel listened in from the nearby tree.

"We are all gathered here tonight to take the forest into a new era," pontificated Sheamus. "A new era of prosperity. A new era of charity. A new era that will take our children to the next level of spiritual evolution. But it is something that will not come easy. It will not come easy, as we will have to get rid of the old. To start afresh, so to speak. But we must take suggestions. All will be considered."

Samuel heard everything. He began to think things that he ideally shouldn't, as his frustration grew to a whole new level.


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