The thoughts of Moddop.
The moon tonight is dark.
The tribe, just after sunset, left on the monthly hunt.
I’m too old to run, but everyone took up a spear and joined in who was able.
Mothers with their babies in arms, I saw running along side of the males and children.
Everyone was excited.
They will return at dawn; we’ll have meat for all, I am sure.
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