Play Practice

Incured Risk

But against Our performance he was helpless. We immediately gave up Our devotion, when We imagined the enemy close to Us, in order to be able to withstand him adroitly. We didn't like the imagination also finding Our own end beside the fallen stag beetle.

Our early intellectual superiority saved Us needless building costs by using already existing natural conditions like fallen down trees for the erection of Our weir constructions. So We were able to invest Our early wealth of 15,00 DM in durable weapons like walking sticks or walking staffs. So masked as impoverished forest warden We appeared with natural authority respect commanding and with higher powers in the league. The officiating forest warden was a good man, whom nobody knew because of his permanent absence. A relevant hut tried to offer an idea of his existence. So We easily could take over the wood as Our national territory and arrange it according to Our laws just for man, animal and plant.

In order to strengthen Our physical strength at a young age too, We climbed the breasts, the paunch and the feet of the Sleeping Witch, when We weren't dancing on her nose. At Our ascend in nasty rocky regions on narrow risky paths eerie things happend to Us which let Us mature as man. Our path with bends of a trembling senile adder leisurely led Us uphill. So We mastered gradient by gradient, bend by bend, step by step. But behind such a bend soon one frustrated horned mountain goat was lurking, whose horn tips over the years in the harsh mountain climate had bent backwards and had become useless that way. In Our presence of mind We recognized as quick as a flash and wide-awake the daring thinking of the nonsensically armed fur animal, that simpleminded but conceited wanted to defy Our presence and obviously to butt Us into the depth. The silly mountain bleating beast didn't want to see appreciating Us much more than just by a lateral look.

It neither had punch nor guts nor manners, but was persisting immobile in its snotty posture. Because the frayed shaggy beast even didn't see greeting Us by one sound, We recognized the necessity to rebuke it by a serious "Shoo! Shoo!".