Sci Fi Story

Well its been a while, but now that I have worked out the personal demons I feel I can get back to my story... or rather to finish the Legend of the Blue Grizzly. The quote is a reminder from my last entry of the story line. Don't forget that you can find the complete story in the Sci-Fi Category. http://www.online-literature.com/for...179&entry=4216

The man watched the sunset over the far side of the valleys mountain tops. He then proceeded to retrace his steps back down the mountain to the valley floor. When he got back to the camp, he sat down and proceeded to make a small campfire. Once the fire was going, the man went to the lake to try to catch a fish for supper. While sitting on the water's edge, the man noticed that there accross the lake, exactly where it appeared in his dream sat the Grizzly bear. He got up slowly and walked back to the fire without catching a fish for dinner. The whole night long, he kept wood on the fire and one eye on the bear, and the bear didn't move until the sun began to lighten the sky at dawn.

The bear slowly ambled away from the lake, and the man proceeded to his sleeping bag to catch some much needed rest. Later in the day he awoke, and sat by the lake to catch a couple of small trout. He cooked one over a small fire that evening, and looked accross the lake. He wanted to see the bear again, so he took his second fish around the lake. He set it where the bear had been seated on a cluster of rocks and logs at the shore of the lake, and then returned to his camp to dine. Shortly, as the man was cleaning up his dinner plate, the bear returned to the edge of the lake and found the fish that the man had left for it. The bear stripped large pieces of of flesh from the fish and gnawed on its carcass briefly before letting out a kind and gentle grunt.

The sun was setting behind the mountains when the moon finally arose. The man watched the bear, the moon, and enjoyed the late twilight as the moon reflected off of the lake. Time passed slowly with the chirping of birds and the hum of insects until the man realised that the bear too was watching the moon. It was just like in his dream. The man decided to communicate with the bear by howling at the moon. His reward was a soft and gentle cooing growl from the bear. The bear was seated facing away from the man, and looked back over his shoulder with a kind nod. The two sat through the evening watching the moon and howling.

Several days passed in this fashion, until the man had decided it was time to get back to his home. He had come and seen his dream, but still it didn't make sense to him. He was lonely for his friends, so on his last night he sat there and told the bear, "I am leaving you now. I will think of you often, and howl up at the moon when I am lonesome for you. He then unleashed a beautiful howl that even the coyotes and wolves would ponder. The bear matched this howl, and soon there was a cacaphony of sounds as other animals joined in the howl. Even when the howl was over it resounded in quiet echoes stretching accross the still ice covered slopes of the mountain valley.

The man left the next day, and true to his promise when he looked to the moon he would howl with delight at the thought of the bear he had become friends with.