Legend of the Grass Forest

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Legend of the Grass Forest

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As you know, the grass forest's first settlers built huts out of the long strands of grass to protect them. Have you ever wondered why this practice was abandoned, and why the people avoid it so?
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A long time ago, back in the days of those grass huts and abundance of people living in the grasses of the forest, an ancient creature, dangerous and vile, came to the settlers of the Grass Forest. Anyone who laid eyes on it, even for a moment, or caught a glance out of the corner of their eye, disappeared without a trace, their screams getting lost in the tall stalks of grain.

For years, no one suspected a thing; only the occasional person disappeared. Everyone thought they just got lost, and they would return before long. The days and weeks and months and years distanced their disappearance further, and none of the lost showed signs of returning. Only the people who had lost someone suspected anything, and eventually, everyone in the town had lost a father, sister, mother, brother, or friend. Unnerved, but unwilling to leave their home in the grasses, they fashioned a grass fence around their homes, thinking it would keep the creature out. They were dead wrong.

The creature came in the night, when the settlers were asleep. It tore down the fence with ease, the delicate fronds snapping under the creatures long talons, as it trotted up to the houses built by the settlers, and destroyed them strand by strand. The settlers awoke with shouts and screams at the horror before them, watching an ugly monster tear down their home with the ease of slicing through water. A creature with four eyes and razor sharp teeth, knife-like talons connected to crooked limbs. A thin, half starved beast lay at the entrance to each house, watching each settlers with beady, red eyes. As soon as a settler spotted it, the beast took them away, never to be seen again. The few remaining after the initial attack tried to run out of the forest, but the beast knew the settlers would only come back in more force next time, so it hunted them down, one by one, until no one remained.

In triumph, the creature howled and howled and howled, it's song cutting through the grass like nothing else before or since can, and even though no one has seen the creature since the settlers mysterious disappearance, everyone knows it's still alive today, and ready to take on anyone who comes looking for it.
If this creature does not frighten you, enter at your own risk. But I suggest you do not follow in the footsteps of the dead.
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