The feeble grey of dawn was creeping its way through the forest. A milky-white mist rose from the meadow and the quiet that breathes the change in the time of day stretched itself out everywhere.
Bambi had come across Faline in the night. She looked sadly at him and was very shy.
“I’m by myself so much,” she said quietly.
“I’m by myself too,” Bambi replied hesitantly.
Faline seemed disheartened and asked, “Why don’t you stay with me any more?” and it pained Bambi to see that Faline, once so gay, once so bold, had become earnest and downtrodden.
“I have to be alone,” he replied. He had wanted to say it in a soothing2 way, but it sounded hard. He heard it himself.
Faline looked at him and quietly asked, “Do you still love me?”
Bambi did not hesitate and answered, “I don’t know.”
She went calmly away and left him alone.
There he stood under the great oak tree at the edge of the meadow, looked carefully out there to see that all was safe, and drank in the morning wind. Every time there had been a storm the air was moist and refreshing3, it smelt4 of the earth, of dew and grass and of wet wood. Bambi breathed deep. He suddenly felt free in a way he had not felt for a long time. He felt gay as he stepped out onto the misty5 meadow.
Then came a clap of thunder.
Bambi felt as if something had shoved him and it made him stagger.
In a panic he leapt back into the woods and continued running. He did not understand what had happened, he was quite unable to collect his thoughts but just kept on running. His terror kept a tight grip on his heart and took his breath away as he blindly rushed forward. But then, suddenly, a piercing pain ran through him, he did not think he would be able endure it. He felt how it ran hotly over his left thigh6, a narrow, burning thread starting from the place where he had first felt the pain. It forced him to stop running. It forced him to walk more slowly. Then his shoulders and legs seemed to go lame7. He collapsed8 to the ground.
He was seen by Labsal as he just lay there resting.
“Get up Bambi! Get up!” The elder stood beside him and pushed him gently on his shoulder.
Bambi wanted to retort, “I can’t,” but the elder said again, “Get up! Get up!” and there was such urgency in his voice and such tenderness that Bambi said nothing. Even the pain he felt in every part of his body abated9 for a moment.
Now the elder spoke10 hurriedly and in fear. “Get up! You’ve got to get away from here, son!” Son ... it seemed to be as soon as this word slipped out of his mouth that Bambi hurried back up on his feet.
“Right, then!” said the elder. He took a deep breath and continued to urge Bambi on. “Now, come with me, just stay with me all the time ...!”
He hurried forward. Bambi followed him, even though he was yearning11 to drop to the ground, to lay still and rest.
The elder seemed able to see this and spoke to Bambi without pause. “Whatever the pain is you’ve now got to just bear it, you can’t even think about lying down ... never think of that at all, as that by itself will make you tired! Now you’ve got to just save yourself ... do you understand, Bambi? ... save yourself ... otherwise you’re lost ... just bear in mind that He’s coming after you ... do you understand, Bambi? ... He won’t show any mercy ... He’ll just kill you ... come with me ... just come with me ... it’ll soon be gone ... it’s got to go ...” Bambi no longer even had the strength to think of anything. The pain surged up in every step he took, robbed im of his breath and of his senses, and the line of heat that burned down into his shoulder brought a deep, delirious12 excitement into his heart.
The elder went round in a broad circle. It took a long time. Through his veil of pain and weakness Bambi was astonished to see that they were suddenly beside the great oak once more.
The elder stopped and smelt the ground. “Here!” he whispered, “here ... He’s here ... here too ... the dog ... come with me ... faster!”
They ran on. The elder suddenly stopped.
“Can you see ...!” he exclaimed, “this is where you were lying on the ground.”
Bambi saw where the grass had been pressed down and saw a broad pool of his own blood soaking down into the ground.
The elder smelt the place carefully. “They’ve already been here ... Him and the dog ...” he said. “Now, come with me!” He walked slowly on, continually stopping to smell the ground.
Bambi noticed the drops of red on the leaves of the bushes and on the grass. “We’ve already been past here,” he thought, although he was not able to speak out loud.
He went for a while in the same direction. Then he turned suddenly to one side and set off in a new circle. Bambi staggered on behind him.
They arrived at the big oak tree once again, though this time from the other direction, they arrived once again at the place where Bambi had fallen, and then, once again, the elder took a new direction.
“Eat some of this!” he ordered, he had stopped, pushed the grass to one side and pointed14 to some tiny leaves, short and dark green, fat and fluffy15, that were sprouting16 out of the bare ground.
After a while the elder asked, “How are you feeling now?”
“I’m feeling better,” Bambi promptly18 answered. All of a sudden he was able to speak again, he could think clearly, he felt less tired.
After another pause the elder ordered him, “You go ahead now,” and after he had been walking behind Bambi for some time he said, “At last!” They stopped. “Your blood has stopped running out from your wound, so it won’t show where you are any more, He and His dog won’t be able to find where to go to take your life.”
The elder looked very tired, but there was cheer in his voice. “Come on then,” he continued, “now you need to have a rest.”
They arrived at the broad gulley that Bambi had never been across. The elder climbed down into it, Bambi tried to follow but it took him a lot of effort to climb up the steep slope on the other side.
The fierce pain he felt began once more to go through him. He fell over, pulled himself back up, fell over again and began to gasp19 for breath.
“I can’t help you here,” said the elder, “you’ve got to get up here yourself!” And Bambi did get up to the top. He began once more to feel the hot band of pain that shot down his shoulder and felt for the second time that he was losing his strength.
“You’re bleeding again,” said the elder, “that’s what I expected. It’s not too much, though ... and ...,” he added in a whisper, “it doesn’t matter any more.”
They made their way very slowly through a grove20 of beech21 trees, as high as the sky. The ground was soft and smooth. It did not take too much effort to go through it. Bambi yearned22 to just lay himself down here, to stretch himself out and not to move a finger. He just could not go any further. His head hurt, there was a buzzing in his ears, his nerves were quivering and his fever began to shake him. His eyes went dim. There was nothing more inside him than the yearning for rest and a vague astonishment23 at how his life had suddenly been interrupted and altered, at how he had once used to go through the forest in good health and without injury ... just that morning ... just an hour earlier ... it seemed to him now like the happiness of a distant time that had long since vanished.
They passed through a low thicket24 of oaks and dogwood. The fallen trunk of a beech tree lay across their path, deeply embedded25 in the bushes. It was very big and they could see no way of getting past it.
“Now we’ve got there ...” Bambi heard the elder say. He walked the length of the beech trunk and Bambi followed him, nearly falling into a hole in the ground.
“Alright!” said the elder. “You can lie down here.”
Bambi sank down and did not try to move any more.
He saw that the hole in the ground under the fallen beech trunk was deeper than it had seemed, creating a small chamber26. The bushes at the edge of it closed over him as he entered so that nobody could see in. Once he was down there it was as if he had disappeared.
“You’ll be safe here,” said the elder. “Stay here and don’t go anywhere.”
Days went by.
Bambi lay in the warm earth, the bark of the fallen tree slowly rotting above him, it listened to his pain as it grew inside his body, became stronger, then abated, became weaker and went down, steadily27 softer and softer. Sometimes he would struggle outside where he would stand, weak and unsteady, on his tired and unreliable legs, and take a few steps to look for food. He began to eat herbs that he had never before noticed. Now they had suddenly begun to offer themselves to him, called to him with their scent28 that had a strange and tempting29 sharpness. What he had until then despised, what he would have thrown away if he inadvertently got it between his lips, now seemed tasty and spicy30. Many little leaves, many short stalks continued to seem unappetizing even now, but he nonetheless ate them under some kind of compulsion, and his wounds healed more quickly and he could feel how his strength was coming back to him.
He had been saved. But he still did not leave his chamber. He would only come out at night and take a few steps around, but in the daytime he would remain quietly in his bed. It was only now, when his body was feeling no more pain, that Bambi realized all that had happened to him, he was able to think once more, and a feeling of great horror arose within him, his character had been shattered. He was not able to simply wipe it away, not able to stand up and run about as he had before. He lay there and felt many emotions, alternately disgusted, ashamed, astonished, disheartened, but soon afterwards full of melancholy31, soon afterwards full of happiness.
The elder was nearby at all times. At first he was at Bambi’s side day and night. Then there were times when he left him alone for short periods, especially when he saw that Bambi was lost in his thoughts. But there was no time when he was not close by.
One day there had been storm and thunder and lightning, the sky had been swept clean and that evening the sun, as it went down, shone over a sky that was blue. The blackbirds sang out loudly from the tree tops, the finches flapped their wings, the tits whispered in the undergrowth, in the grass and under the bushes close to the ground the metallic32 bursts of the pheasants’ cries could be heard, the woodpecker laughed in loud celebration and the pigeons cooed from the yearning for love that was inside them.
Bambi stepped out from his underground chamber. Life was good. The elder was standing33 there as if he had been waiting.
The wandered slowly off together.
But Bambi never went back across that gulley, never went back to see the others.
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