For my brother Enak-do on his tenth birthday.
Your brother, Ezzag.
Once, in the long-ago time, the people were content to live in the forests and hunt on the plains. They fed and ate and mated, and it was good … but it was also simple. The people saw the two-legs, sometimes, and knew they could do so much more if they could reach the skies.
Then, one day, a wise old monk came to the people and said her name was Azurah. She had been watching the people, she said, and had decided to give them a gift. A special kind of candy, she said ….
