Festivities
Hours passed. Gideon became enamored in the acrobatic dances of the spider people and tried his best to keep up and dance along, greatly amusing them. He surprisingly enjoyed the many insect-based dishes they had on display. The young man didn’t necessarily want to know where they got their drinks from or what exactly they were, but regardless he thought they were the sweetest, most succulent things he’d ever drank. Gideon found that the Anansi were exactly like Zachariah described. They were awkward at first and didn’t know what to say to him, but they offered Gideon everything they could and were probably the friendliest people he’d met in his entire life.
While he was content and busy with enjoying himself in the festivities, an arm reached out and grabbed him. It was Zachariah, who pulled Gideon away from the festivities and into a private, quieter section of the village. He had an odd look on his face, one that Gideon could only really describe as serious, or perhaps harsh. Zachariah said, “Enjoying your stay?”
“Of course! This was a lot better than I thought it would be.”
“I see…” Zachariah looked down at the ground and then back to Gideon. “Given the choice, would you rather stay in this world or go back to where you came from?”
Written by KnightofFellsia on 21 May 2018
