A rhyming tall tale of a young boy who discovers his father's secret ancestry. |
Chapter 5 Up and Out Taking Thimpin under his arm and with no worry of further alarm Bromyn set a fast pace through those old hand carved caves. They talked of Thimpin's family and Spy'ter and the silver chain net, and Bromyn praised Thimpin for being so brave. In just a few minutes it seemed, as if slowly waking from a dream, the companions were climbing a damp stair case made of stone. At the top Bromyn turned and knocked and tapped and a huge door opened with a grating groan. The early evening sun was blinding, but like a yo-yo up-winding, Thimpin felt himself being pulled to the outside. Bromyn thoughtfully held his arm and guided and directd until the sunlight stopped making them misty-eyed. What a sight those two made as they stood under the shade of the top branches of an ancient white oak tree. Thimpin was looking down at his home and yard and garden and was excitedly pointing so that Bromyn could see. For thirty minutes or more Bromyn talked of the clan of Thord and of how dwarves came to live in Knott County and underground. He told tales of elves and wyrms and silver mines and Thimpin listened wide-eyed without fidgeting around. Last Chapter is next :)"Chapter VI: A Day Gone By" |