The note said Humbaba protected the trees. The Herrenvolk had cloned him after Gilgamesh had slain him, putting him to sleep underground, until they needed him. Until we threatened their forest.
We’d all laughed. “Humbaba? A myth?” We’d taken our machines into the forest. Started cutting down the trees. Laughing in our habromania. “Take that, Humbaba!”
That afternoon the ground shook. Lightning came from nowhere. The ground erupted. The sky grew black. And a giant, with a lion’s head roared. “Who threatens the forest of the Herrenvolk?”
I was lucky to escape with my life.
This is what escaped from my mind for the third day of ‘Timony Souler’s #DiabolicalDeeds flash fiction challenge. Hope you enjoyed reading it. Please read the short works of the other writers participating in this challenge. And enjoy your Halloween.