Apr 27 2013

Xylocarp

Letter

            The
brothers trekked through the desert under the blaring sun and heat heavy blasts
of wind. They crossed over a high dune to find a lightning storm just ahead.
They smiled and nodded to each other before proceeding toward the electric
bursts.

            At long
last they stood beside their own kind. Two of the elders were bewildered, as
their memories had only begun to reveal the truth to them. Denial had proven to
be the most powerful enemy of this era.

            “Has
anyone brought something to eat or drink?” Rebekha asked.

            The mute
brother motioned to Anthony. After a brief silent communication between the two,
a small pool of water sprang from the ground. Then a tree sprouted. In moments
it flourished with large green leaves. Then round, hard, woody fruits appeared.

            “Nothing
beats a xylocarp on hot day, eh?”

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