Hunting Game I Am Cecil: the Legend |
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| General Editor:
| Moyo, Musa |
| Author:
| Moyo, Eric Morgen |
| ISBN: | 978-1-5215-0304-1 |
| Publication Date: | Jun 2017 |
| Publisher: | Independently Published
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| Book Format: | Paperback |
| List Price: | USD $13.00 |
Book Description:
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After the death of Cecil the Lion, the world was shaken by his tragic passing. This is a legend left behind by Cecil the Lion's death. This is a story of many Cecils, the Lincolns, the Mandelas and the Queen Elizabeths who are still dying in the wild. At a young age Cecil is surrounded by a huge family, and the love of his mother, Nomsa. His uncle, Joshua is always there to give him advice on issues pertaining to life and survival. Outside of the family, Hitler, will stop at nothing...
More DescriptionAfter the death of Cecil the Lion, the world was shaken by his tragic passing. This is a legend left behind by Cecil the Lion's death. This is a story of many Cecils, the Lincolns, the Mandelas and the Queen Elizabeths who are still dying in the wild. At a young age Cecil is surrounded by a huge family, and the love of his mother, Nomsa. His uncle, Joshua is always there to give him advice on issues pertaining to life and survival. Outside of the family, Hitler, will stop at nothing until he presents Cecil's head to his father, Godo, who is a long time enemy to Cecil's father. What makes matters worse is that the Elite tribe are also on a race to have Cecil's head. Dodo, the flightless bird, addresses the tribes that what they know of his tribe might become of them. Lady Monroe, sings a captivating song about a beautiful tomorrow to the gathering. Meanwhile, Kuda loses his sweetheart Winnie, and it seems the innocent have to pay for it. Napoleon, is always nearby, and surveying the life of Cecil and those around him. Amidst all these vicissitudes, 'survival of the fittest' seems to no longer have a meaning. The sound of a rifle, disturbs the atmosphere, and presents an artificial silence. Cecil writes a letter to his Queen, Elizabeth. It all happens in Khakhay' or as intepreted ' The Land of Carcasses', a wonderful and serene place, yet the wild beauty that has stubbornly remained, stands as a facade, that the already romanticized eye of the beholder, may, or will never comprehend that which it envelops.