Two gleaming gems. Like polished marbles from the Welkin’s riverbeds. By day they hide, at noon they rest, and by night they glow in the lonesome bight. Yet, by morning they’re gone, set with the moon, down horizons unknown. Sparks from tinder, brilliant but short, fanned by the wind. How bright they glow! How bright!…
Tag: Vulture Nest
Late-Morning Action
My friends have a most profound distaste for the road that runs precipitously down from Vulture Nest to Ghodademon Junction. I’ve always loved it for the sense of adventure and anticipation it evokes but my friends find it too bumpy for their hips, so they’d rather spare themselves the teeth-clattering ride for all the obscure…
The Bold New Face of Banbehi
It was late in the morning. The sun, having long since gained a firm foothold in the sky, climbed to dizzying heights. The ground, warmed by his telling ascent, baked the living hopes of the visitors into thin air, leaving only the most tenacious ones behind, who, including us, patiently pursued a change of…
Enter the Goddess
The Banbehi female, after descending a hill and crossing the road, walking as though on a mission without once pausing. Our conjecture was that she was out to fetch some breakfast for her tiny tots. Unfortunately we didn’t get to see them, but when she first appeared on the hill in the bushes, betraying her…
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