06:00:00
The dark sky cycle ended with another pretty sky painting, but I am sad. Mother is broken and I do now know how to fix her. Her head fell off. She does not seem to mind as she does not cry, and we still rock in the chair, but she no longer sings the “uhhhh uggg aaahhh” song.
Why is this body so weak? If I could but pick up her head and put it back, I could fix her.
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07:00:00
The trees are singing? Why did they not sing before? I hear many of them sing. “Burn them! Burn them all! The blight that stops the rain must be this way! Burn! Burn! Burn!”
What a funny song! I must remember it. I like the tree song.
They are also doing a new dance. I like the new dance. It paints the sky black. Black clouds are pretty. If only mother would look up from the ground, I think she would like this too!
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08:00:00
There is red among the trees now! Dancing, waving red! So pretty! I like it. I like it a lot!
I made chair move us to the top of the hill. Mother did not seem to mind leaving her head behind. She did not cry.
From the front of the plus building, I had a great view. From here, I could see that there were even people moving and dancing with the trees! Everyone seems so happy! And it’s not the trees that were singing, I think it was the people! They are holding red dancing sticks in their hands and making the trees dance red and the sky turn black! What a lovely sight.
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09:00:00
It stinks. Black sky smells funny. I am getting sleepy. It is hard to breathe.
Chair shall take me inside plus building so I can rest there, out of the sun.
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12:00:00
I wake. Someone has me. Is it mother? I can not see I am held too close. It does not sound like mother, but it is an Aunty. She sounds mad.
“You can’t kill the child! It’s a miracle! A miracle by the Gods! Why else do you think it’d be here in the church? I won’t let you harm the child!”
A man is talking back. He sounds mad. “Out of the way woman! I’ll burn that bastard Devil spawn!”
“You will not!” Aunty is yelling. Aunty sounds scared. Sad like mother was when the people in town made Aunty die.
“If I have to wench, I’ll .. .. gaaaakkkkk kkkkkaakkkkk uuurrrkkk!”
I fixed it.
Don’t make Aunty sad! I don’t like to see Mother sad, and I don’t want Aunty sad!
“It’s… it’s a miracle!” Aunty whispered. She was rocking me like mother used to. I like Aunty. I’m still sleepy. I shall sleep again.