1st chapter - Water that flows does not lead poison
The moon was high in the sky and its reflection lighted the dry moat, the only boundary between two fields of maize.
lightning, a figure to go through it indefinitely on the other side.
collect all that its small size allows it, and after a quick look wary, met again in friendly territory.
now Larry watched his land for days, ever since he realized that, Every morning, the cobs of his field of maize decreased significantly.
But that night, after so many past only to observe, decided to act.
quickly descended the stairs of the barn where he was stationed, grabbed the faithful gallows, and left the house determined to reclaim his ears.
came to the door of Martin, the only close within a few miles, and was about to knock at his door, when it came to the window dressed for the night, holding in his right hand the trusty shotgun.
As you may have guessed, did not seem to have diplomatic intentions.
"Anderson of my boots! Not enough corn in your field?!? You must come
to steal my own! "shouted Larry, before spitting on the door of a neighbor.
"Old sponge! You come to talk about theft!?! Looks like you've narrowed down my field of corn! "And, as usual, insult followed a spit.
The two bicker all night, but the "question of the corn" is not solved, indeed, as the nights passed thefts multiplied, until the bloody August.
That night, put the mouse moving across the ditch for the last time: the task entrusted to it was very risky.
But on his return, the rodent was greeted by thunderous cries of the people pounding.
Meanwhile, on the other shore, the rats metabolize the worst news you can receive: a declaration of war.
Now the question was not about more Martin or Larry, was now a war between rodents, a war that would not prisoners, only victims.
Chapter 1 is finished. To go to Chapter 2 here .
