Indian Epics

(Kumbhakarna from Smite Game Official Wiki ) As he slumbered the pounding of drums and the ringing of trumpets rolled through his unconscious mind.  Though he was cursed to slumber for half of the year, Kumby still absorbed the happenings around him. Kumby slumbered on but the pounding of drums grew steadily louder. He rolled over, covering his ears with his massive arms. However, his giant arms were not enough to drown out the sounds. "Kumby! Wake up brother, I need you now!"  a distant voice called, cutting through the fog in his mind. "Rav?" he muttered groggily. The voice called again. Kumby's eyes opened slowly blinking away the sleep. He rubbed at them with the backs of his meaty hands. "Kumby, brother, the kingdom is under attack. We are at war. I need you fighting beside me," Rav said, clapping his brother on his enormous shoulder. Kumby, the giant, blinked again willing all of the grogginess out of his mind. "What wa...

(Norman High Logo from NHS Website ) Today is the day. The big game . The Cross-town Clash, so named by the Transcript. We just call it High/North. The first football game of the season and arguably the most important. The rival high schools in town Norman High ( Go Tigers!) and (Norman North ( T-Wolves suck! ) go head to head to claim bragging rights for the year. This year is our year, I'm a senior now and this is my last chance to take home the W for High. I've been training for this day since I started flag football in the 3rd grade. This is my time to shine. Plus, Draupadi will be on the sidelines cheering us on. She's the prettiest girl in school and the cheer captain. I've had a crush on her since middle school but I've always been too afraid to ask her out. Everyone thinks the big, bad, popular quarterback can get any girl he wants, but I'm actually pretty shy. We have the same group of friends but every time I am alone with her my palms start to ...

(Rakshasi from warriorsofmyth.wikia.com ) "Beware ye who dare fish here at night, for there be..." he began before he was interrupted. "PaPa, why do you always talk funny when you tell a story," his grandson questioned in between bites of an overly toasted marshmallow. "Because it's my story. Now shush and listen," the grandfather said. "Now as I was saying, beware ye who fish here after dark for there be man-eaters in these depths."  The campfire crackled as the grandfather began his tale.  Do you know why noodling after dark in this part of the lake is dangerous? No, no it's not because you might run into an ill-tempered water moccasin or snappin' turtles. It's because of the man-eaters. Now, man-eaters aren't big flatheads, they're creatures that look like us. They look like men and women but they aren't. Listen to me, if you see a face lurking in the shadows and they ask you for help. You run. They...