Chapter 3 – Problematic Journey

The owner’s face was hard to understand. He appeared despondent and worn out, yet at the same time his smile seemed genuine. His clothing choice however belonged in medieval times, wearing a plain, torn and brown tunic. A complete contrast to the elegant seeming merchant who had a white shirt and what appeared to be a green robe.

The owner briefly looked and asked a completely undecipherable question to the merchant who replied with a nod and without a moment’s notice the former pulled out a whistle for his pockets.

*Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet*

Ouch. My ears. What an obnoxious device. As I went to look at how the other sheep reacted, they immediately began dashing towards the man.

Being sold so soon? My heart really does ache.

I was the first to arrive out of all of them. It may have been a given since I was right next to the door when he came but I was still the first. Not recognised though. Am I too insignificant compared to the others?

“Baaaaaaaaa!”

The startled owner jumped and went back a few steps while the merchant laughed and spoke:

“@&£$ %*(£”

Which would be returned by something equally incomprehensible.

As the rest of the sheep gathered, the merchant gave a tap on his ring with a red-blue gem and spoke a phrase. What appeared was an herb pouch and a couple of silver coins. So, magic does actually exist! I just didn’t know how to use it, I guess? I mean I can’t even speak yet, so it’ll be a while I suppose.

After the owner and merchant shook hands, the latter turned towards me and began another gibberish chant.

I closed my eyes in anticipation. Please don’t cook me alive. Please, please… please… I feel kinda tired...

Huh? What’s that light?

I guess I wasn’t eaten yet. As I try to take a bite

*chrk*

This isn’t grass? And I’m moving?

Looking around I see my fellow sheep were stuck with me in the back of the carriage. The wooden floor rumbled upon bumps quite a bit, like honestly who could even stay asleep on this for so long? Although maybe this is the place where I can finally escape. Getting up on all fours, I made my way to the front of the carriage where the merchant was driving the carriage. The wooden spine was surrounded with cloth and there was virtually nothing to stop my escape.

*creak*

I’m not this fat it’s just wool I swear. Anyways, the man driving me to my doom hasn’t seemed to realize it yet, but I’ve almost secured my future. Time to-

“Baaaaaaaaaaa”

I tripped over due to another bump. He’s begun to slow his carriage screaming something to the horses.

After bringing the carriage to a halt, he turns around pointing the ring at me, but I’m prepared this time.

*chomp*

Bit his ring finger – literally. I didn’t want to eat his finger since I doubted that he tasted nice but at least I drew the magic ring out of it! He screamed something incoherent and slapped me in the face.

*gulp*

…

I swallowed the ring.

All of his materials. Gone. Money? Probably gone. I wouldn’t have long to enjoy the victory though; this magic stone or gem was ruining my stomach – or rather my entire body. It felt as if needles were being pressed from the inside out across my entire body while I was in some torture mechanism to stretch my limbs.

While I had to endure this pain of eating a foreign substance, the merchant wouldn’t stop yelling at me and began kicking my stomach trying to retrieve his precious ring. As I scrunched myself into a ball and put one hands to protect my stomach and another to protect my head I screamed out.

“Leave me alone!”

As I imagined a hurricane blowing them away, a small gust of wind picked up, but that was all I could do. Wait a second… I can speak words? Never mind, eyelids too heavy.