A Songfic inspired by the Genesis Song Squonk. The story is told through two voices. A Squonk and the Squonk Hunter. Squonks were once an ugly creature who spent most of its time living under the rocks of hot springs in the wilderness. They’d hidden away in their small communities keeping away from others, content on living life in their own way. We were a peaceful species, never causing anger and distress. Then one day a group of humans found us under our stones. At first they treated us well curious of us. One day, legend has it, their tribal leader fell ill and was close to death when one of the Squonks showed the humans our unusual trait. You see a tear from our eyes had magical properties and could cure others from even the deadliest diseases.


4. 3 - The Squonks POV

When my father had disappeared abruptly one night, my mum had moved us to another small village isolated in the very north of Scotland. The dank weather and cold winds were a contrast from the pleasant climes we’d faced before. We hid away once again trying to eke out our lives. My mother worked as a nurse and helped those she could in our small community.


It was the beginning of summer and I was looking forward to the sun returning and the long school holiday. My mum promised to take me to the south and a beach that wasn’t constantly lashed by the elements for 362 days a year.


‘Why the hell did Bert do that marathon’ my mum had said one day throwing the newspaper onto the table, ‘we may have to move again’


It was always the problem we faced, each small community we passed through, my mu wouldn’t be able to help herself. She’d heal someone and it’d get into the press. We’d move again and the whole process would start. Keeping safe from the hunters was an art, moving at the right time before we were found.


I knew this article meant we were going to have to move once again. The pain it would cause once, leaving those who we’d come to love, would once again cause us to lose even more precious tears. I worried my mother wouldn’t have many more to lose


'I'll call the council and we'll get them to find us somewhere new' she sighed and reached for the phone.

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