28
Feb
2008
Posted by admin as Shadow Clan Tales
Little eet has fallen asleep during the telling of this story. The Clan is preparing to move to new camping grounds - anywhere there are stories to tell and to listen to.
The Shadow People have stories that go back thousands of years; stories they have passed down - with minor embellishments - from father to son, mother to daughter, from family to family.
Next time you hit your heads (which they think is extremely funny) look up and if you see stars, it’s the Shadow People throwing sparkling confetti dust into your line of vision.
As they travel, Ing tells another story …
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