Of Cookies And Terrible Beasts.

unexpected surprises is a pleonasm

This is it. The moment I've been waiting for all my life. I crouch down before the overgrown altar, my fingers ruffling the dry earth. Then I feel it. Its a sturdy wooden box. My hands greedily dig around it, dirt is getting under my nails, but it does not matter. Not anymore. My hands search the sides of the old oak, and I feel rusted handles. Careful to keep everything intact, I lift the box out of the hole of my creation. It's dirty, and there are roots of a plant long withered stuck to it, but I don't notice. This is my chance. My chance to make a name for myself, to show the world I was right all along, that I'm not crazy and never was.

The lock that once guarded this treasure was lost in the abyss of time, so I put one hand on the lid of the wooden structure and one hand on the base. It opened with a deafening snap, and I was almost afraid to look.

There it was at last. The one thing that can tame the beast of eternal damnation. A little note was attached to the packet it was stored in.

Dear Adeline,
Please don't forget to feed little Henry, he needs his strength!
Lots of love and kisses,
Grandma <3

I knew for a fact Adeline was once a mighty warrior, dead set to change the world. Not that it did her much good, she died at a young age, but she inspired me to make this journey to the dangerous outskirts of a long forgotten jungle in the middle of, well, I'm not very sure either, but it does not matter. All that matters now is the parcel. Although I'm very curious to who Henry might be, that wasn't my concern, for now at least.

I carefully removed the crimson red string that was guarding the brown paper, and tore it away. Whatever was inside did not seem to be affected by the cruelness of time. What the mysterious box contained was never what I expected it to be.

It was a zip lock bag with a cookie.

Was that it?! Was this baked good what I have spend my life savings to find? What I spend all my teenage years and adulthood for? It could not be true. I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it.

I grabbed the bag with the cookie and placed it next to me. It might not be what I think. It might be part of something bigger, it might be a riddle, something to keep me from dying of hunger in here, to find this Henry person maybe? Anything, anything is better than this. Than a cookie.

I frantically searched the oak box for something else. A clue? Maybe a hidden compartment? Another note? Just something to help me figure it out. After turning the box upside down, inside out and breaking it apart, I accepted that there was nothing more than this. A note and an ancient cookie.

I reread the note what felt like a million times, trying to figure out a meaning behind it, to find a bigger picture, but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. I angerly stuffed the little piece of paper in my pocket and grabbed the bag with the cookie.

I got to my feet. If this is everything, I'm just gonna have to make do. I have the map to where the monster sleeps, so I'm just going to set sail and take him on myself! No one is going to stop me. I can do this.

Beware, oh mighty beast of eternal damnation.

I'm coming for you.

So this is my first story ever and it's so random, it's ridiculous. I was just thinking maybe I wanna get into writing, but I wanted to start small, to practice a little bit and maybe find my writing style, you know? So I conjured this little piece of shit, but it's the best I've got for now. Anyways, if you somehow kind of liked this, vote or leave a comment so I'll write the next part. If you see any spelling or grammatic errors, don't hesitate to let me know, for English isn't my first language and I tend to forget a lot of important things. See ya later! (I hope)