Eventually dreamland faded. Father Time, a mutual acquaintance, had come between Mother Earth and Father Sky, as he wove his net partitioning the growing space.
While dreamland thrived their seed had become prolific. Their horde of children spread wide across the land, and they grew apart.
Mother Earth’s flock contained a menagerie of beasts.Her human children cherished some, hunted others, and ignored many.
The children inherited language from their father. Their language grew and divided. As it grew, the children began to name the beasts, and with this sprang forth a multitude of metaphors and similes.
Language became a master instrument that could immortalize.
The children followed its music, not really understanding all the hidden implications.
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