We return.
This time they let us in.
They were waiting for us.
They play on 6 wooden boards.
The boards are complemented with blocks of woods & bones.
Red, green, yellow, purple.
They hit the keys with small mallets.
They’re serving large plates of potatoes.
P:”They’re Purple.”
R:”Is that all you have to say?”
The woods players are dancing.
Some of them are playing heavily.
Must be the moss.
P:”What are they celebrating?”
R:”You must have an idea.”
P:”Why did we kill this Chicken?”
R:”Why did you do it?”
P:”It was in pain.”
R:”It is your reason.”
P:”Yes.”
R:”It is good enough.”
The music continues to clink.
The roasted potatoes, just off the fire, come to the table.
P:”You’ll have some.”
R:”I will have 1.”
P:”It would be disrespectful otherwise.”
R:”Then you’ll take them out of respect.”
The guide passes me the plate.
P:”Ah.”
Guide:”Ah.”
R:”…”
P:”O-ma-Potatoes.”
Guide:”O-ma?”
P:”They look like they like that.”
Guide:”O-ma…”
R:”Meaning it must be safe to eat.”
P:”You don’t take 1.”
R:”I’ll have 1 off your plate.”
P:”No.”
Guide:”O.”
R:”It’s a wild species.
It’s seems to been homegrown.”
P:”You know that?
Or you think that?”
R:”The gardens…
The Fields are built on bones.
That’s 1 of their main source of food.
They grow faster when planted near human bones.”
P:”Why?”
R:”Calcium-rich soil.”
P:”How’d you know that?”
R:”When we return…”
They brought the Giant Chicken’s Corpse.
They Barbecued it.
P:”The smell…”
R:”The smell of triumph.”
P:”That’s stupid.
I just haven’t eaten in days.”
R:”Probably.”
They pass us a plate filled with grilled parts.
They’re covered with a sweet golden sauce.
P:”…”
R:”How is it?”
P:”Can’t speak.”
R:”Birds Eggs were found in the nest.
They will Gather them, now the area is safe.”
P:”…”
R:”I suppose they intend to Raise the Chicks.”
P:”They’ll create another of these things.”
R:”Accidents happen.
It is nature, after all.”
P:”You won’t bring 1 back to study it.”
R:”They may better, if left in their care.”