A well of black water found in the forest of Blackwater lost to time was a fraction of destitute once left behind by the village of mongrels. See no pity on them for they found life in a wellspring sprung from rainforests once dreamed of in their communal sleep. As they abandoned Blackwater to hold precious in their hearts the new life and ritual of only seeing the future in color not darkness they grew bigger hearts and their brains increased to accommodate the vast amounts of information and growth occurring in rapid succession. This began a procession of creation in which they never looked back but forward marched to reap heaven.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
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