Age beyond understanding permeates senses. A world unfolds at an unconscionable rate. Time slows, gets closer to now. Spirits whisper; shapes form.
Heart matches rhythm. A voice, deep, powerful speaks in a long forgotten language, yet words are understood. “We were once the custodians of this land. It was our home and our duty. Why did you make us leave? Who will carry on our legacy?”
Voices, faces, drums, fade. It is almost now. Modern faces look with wonder, or ignore. Talk, shout, cry, laugh. Electronic devices galore. Buildings. Have we upheld the legacy?
The question lingers on …
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