“I was in my shop working on a new chair for the widow down the way. It had been raining hard since before dawn and into the afternoon. You know that kinda rain that is so loud you can’t hear nothing inside? That. All morning and into the afternoon."
“You start to work to the pattern of it, you know?”
“Any road, I think that is why I noticed it got silent. That pattern gone and my rhythm with the lathe got all funny. That is when I heard a thum! thum! thum! noise then a roar like, well like nothing I have ever heard before. Deep and low ending high and sharp.”
“Shook my bones.”
“Then suddenly something slammed against the back of my shop. There was this noise kinda like a huffing hog, but louder and meaner, and the wall felt like it was going to bow in. The ground shook by whatever was slamming against the building.”
“I panicked. I ain’t afraid to admit it. I wanted to get away from whatever that was out there. Whatever that was trying to get in. So I hid in the washroom. Tried to make myself small and grabbed hold of the toilet, which I think is why I am here talking to you today.”
“See, whatever that was, it burst into the shop and began tearing apart the place. I could see the walls peeling up from the ground around me with an insane force. Everything was shaking. Debris was thrown into the air all around me. The roof was gone, and I caught a glimpse of something towering above the walls.”
“I’m not saying it was a dragon, but if that was a dragon, I now know what they look like. If it wasn’t, I don’t want to meet one.”
~ From Taubha’s Lesser Book of Names
