by Marcilas Jackson
I really don’t remember the name of the story. I know it was about some guy named Macomber. There were others involved, too. I really don’t remember their names.
I think there was
and a tiger.
My instructor, Professor Griffith, asked me to write a paper on the three unfulfilled quests in the story. To this day I cannot remember the goals of the people in the story: Macomber, his wife, and the guide.
I can only remember there were in fact
four quests in the story.
The tiger that was killed was on a quest of its own.
It never made it to the top of the hill.
It could have had cubs.
I don’t know.
Now it was no more.
It was forgotten.
An unfulfilled quest.