The Determination Of The Huntsman In The Handmaid's Tale

At its threshold, he passed the Harvester,
Who sensed the determination of the huntsman.
He besought him to reconsider continuing forward;
“You will not make it far like that!” he warned.
The huntsman scoffed at the first beast’s warning
Presuming his words were a means of intimidation.
He continued into the woods, where the next of the five waited,
Leaving the gentle Harvester in a daze.
Well, days passed, then weeks, and then months;
And there was no evidence of the huntsman’s return.
Many wondered of his fate, but only I was determined to seek the truth.
In the dead of night, I slipped from my bed and hurried to the fields.
There, the lonesome Harvester tended the soil,
I anxiously asked, “What of the huntsman?”
The lofty creature looked
She makes the all the cloths her brothers wear from anything she may find her ability with the needle is most fascinating.
There's a story about how once she came across an especially beautiful girl who had some who made it through her brothers.
She was on her way to see her Uncle and Aunt who lived is a village on the other side of the woods but dear children she forgot one of the most important rules never wear anything the Sower would think she could make better for what she wore children was a long dress with the brightest blue the Sower had ever seen and the softness of the cloth both angered and amazed the Sower for she knew it was one of the best things she has ever seen but also that she could make it better.
So she went up to the girl complimented her on her clothes and asked hher if she would like to have a cup of tea with her and the girl said yes which was her second mistake children remember if any of the siblings ask you to sit down except for the Sculpture respectfully decline and leave .
As she sat down the girl felt something brush against her skin which she ignored which was her final mistake for what she felt was the Sowers thread tightening around
From each, he demanded what he claimed as his, or they would travel no further.
But, they were far too naive to submit to him, and instead sought to kill him.
The beast held his own against their men,
But was soon overpowered by their great numbers.
The Spoiled desperately cried out, as he would surely have perished,
But then, there came a fierce thunder from the woods.
And ferociously from the woods, came his four brethren;
The Brewer, the Sculptor, the Stalker, and the Harvester.
With wrathful intentions, they struck fiercely,
Slaughtering those that harmed their helpless baby brother.
Only one escaped the onslaught, the young outsider;
Who hid away in the trunk of a Weeping Willow,
Watching as her people were killed, looted, and devoured.
Then, slipped away to our village while the five brothers basked in their victory.
But, you see, children, her tale does not end there,
For her arrival has brought more trouble than good.
The Harvester has not tilled the fields in much time,
And our crop have ceased to grow, leaving us to starve.
The brothers of Brie Woods are scorned,
And demand from us atonement.
What wrong have we done?
We have stolen that which belongs to the