Fiction & Poetry THE OODAHL
The ten Oodahl elders moved into the room in silence. They moved gracefully, almost as if they were riding a slow wind. The youngest locked the door behind them. In the old days, there would have been no need for the lock. In fact, they contacted a human to install it. They were uncomfortable with the idea of meeting behind closed doors, but it was necessary. It was a human crime they needed to meditate upon. more>>> POEM
Ashes and Goodbyes.
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