The Kluckz

[𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖍 2451]

 

There was a legend told through the tales of the Kluckz, their very own existence as they know it is a constant cycle of life and death, they have no concept of time, only that they have one another, food and the consistent greeting of a giant dark figure. This dark figure is seen through the Kluckz days, crashing down monstrous trees, at times this dark figure can generous to the Kluckz, throwing seeds into their pen for their growth and livelihood. Though, more often than not the dark monster would grab a few Kluckz during some of his visits, chopping their necks clean off their body with the same axe that he uses to destroy the tree's limbs. Though no Kluck had to intellect to pass on philosophy to understand their way of living, they did communicate in "clucks" and suprisingly enough speak of a legend; a legend that some believe to be impossible, the legend of Klump. This particular Kluck was very young, full of energy and was named in worship of the Orcish word 'Klomp'.

One day as Klump wandered around the coop, she would bump into each kluck through out the day due to the small enclosure, but as she knocked into one Kluck she was pushed against the fence a familiar smell of wood would fill the kluck's tiny nostrils, she would peer outside of the holes in the fence, gazing upon a miraculous and gigantic world, that her depth of vision had never seen before. As Klump, leaned upon the wooden fence gazing at the vast desert beyond, he would hear the destruction of the trees nearby, glancing to see leaves scatter as another mass of a tree comes crashing down into the sand below, common to see the dark monster knocking them down, Klump would pay no mind to it. As Klump further leaned her weight upon the oak fence, a small crack would appear snapping a piece of the fence off, just small enough of Klump to fit through. Klump gazed back at the Orc quickly, seeing the hulk drag a tree to be made into planks, she would make a quick decision to see the world beyond! Klump quickly squeezed through the hole running to the exit, hoping her little legs would not be the cause of her getting caught. As the rest of the Kluckz peered on, they would notice a small kluck outside of the fence which was a rarity, other than the often angry bird had lived within a tree. The Kluckz would become riled as they had never seen one of their own escape before they all began klucking and yelling "KLUMP KLUUUUUCK". They watched as the little Klump stumbled upon her way. Klump ended up escaping the Monsters clutches without his sight, though soon after he would catch two klucks attempting to push their baby through; they were soon after severely punished all three losing their heads. The legend of Klump never had an ending, though many Kluckz speculate on what might have happened to Klump. Some say the Kluck now lives in a bed full of hay that lays on a farm, full of healthy and free roaming Kluckz. Others speak of Klump being unable to survive the harshness of the desert, tales of Scaddernaks feasting upon the little kluck, though those were too spook younger kluckz. Through, the many generations of Kluckz many believe such a story to be a legend, soon losing knowledge that there was even an outside world.

 

[Ankalagon_ 258]

first +1

[luv 3469]

This is everything I've ever needed +10

[Jygg 330]

[Lotoke 25]

Simply epic.

+1

[herculean_wud 3662]

can they be cooked?

[BrightProdigy 7]

.... You did it again, Danio, This time it's The Kluckz. ;) +1

[Angmarzku 1251]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.