Friday, 20 April 2012

The story of El Halcon


A young man slowly crosses over the body of a xelius, a wild creature of the wasteland. The xelius almost resembles a spider mixed with a lynx. It stands on four hairy spider legs, whilst the body is the same of a lynx, in terms of size and fur, its head is a mutation of both animals. With four pairs of eyes, whiskers and a fury mouth that conceals razor sharp teeth, a wild concoction of an animal with a strong appetite for fresh blood thrown in. As the young man stands over the creature, willow bow in hand, he wonders what price he will be able to bargain for its felt. He pulls a iron arrow from the quiver that sits on his back. He loads the arrow into his bow and pulls back on the string. The arrow flies out and lodges itself into the left eye of the xelius, certainly penetrating the brain. Confirming your enemies death is rule number seven in A Beginner's Guide To Surviving Without Café. The book was made shortly after Brazil confirmed what everyone had feared, that the last stronghold had stopped being able to produce, there was no coffee. Nobody saw what was to come, how dependent the world was on coffee. War raged, people slaughtered, nuclear warfare on a global scale. Everyone after the little coffee that was left to be found. This culminated in the wasteland of today, mostly barren, the few survivors left competing with the mutations formed after the nuclear warfare. It is here over these memories that we begin to see the old El Halcon, not the hunter but the ordinary boy with the ordinary life, the boy who had what he needed. This memory of the old El Halcon is quickly extinguished, there is no time for weakness in a post appocoffeelyptic world.