The NomadsStone.Stone is beneath me, the first thing that reaches my intellect is the stone. My eyes blink, the morning light glaring. My claw traces the stone of the cave floor, I get to my feet, lumbering out. The canyon outside is bright with the morning and I inhale the air, snorting with pleasure. Similar sounds re-echo as my brothers and sisters begin to come out of their own small dwellings. No machine guides us, but that power inherent to our nature. We congregate together, offering greetings to each other, as we do every day. Little to no illwill threatens us, making life tranquilly happy. Banding together into a double file we leave the canyon. Next to me, a friend of mine moves, and we chat comfortably about nothing; small talk, it’s called, but satisfying. The desert is its usual sandy expanse, but unlike most dwellers on this island, we never see it as lifeless or as a threat. No, we see it as a challenge, and a home.Our destination is a large oasis, which we group around. Made by our ancestors long ago, the water is craftily divided into sections for bathing and sections for eating. The water is relaxing, with waves churned up by the impact of our large bodies. Splash wars occur at times, even though they’re technically outlawed; no one minds a little fun, a little un-ill fun. When our appetite for bathing is sated, we get out, settled down to drink of the water stored away, and eat of nearby plants. When our appetite for food is sated, we sprawl on the sand in contentment, letting the sun warm our armored backs.Some might think that our existence is dull, but I would disagree: some consider life without convenience crude, but I consider the opposite. Unbound by anything besides ourselves and the land, we have what is true freedom; the ability to live without bounds not naturally made. Treachery and jealousy are our capitol offenses, not robbery or murder. And they can be ended by forgiveness and love, not execution or imprisonment.We live as nomads, we live as freebeasts.We live, we live as Kikanalo.
Edited by Zarayna: The Quiet Light, Jul 17 2012 - 07:13 PM.