A curtain crumbled and spread out on the floor. The light rays came out in silence. They glanced at the earth and its thundering tunnels. Not many people were around the place. They found the children skinny and sober. None wanted to take them home. Pinch of salt, pound of advise, they heaped on them. They stood with the aging chair next to their abhorrent abode. People could not wait any longer. They left the light rays and went on to the evening darkness. Faded by the past, they became smaller and smaller. They marched with the ants and all the species on the nether lands. Chair stood next to their village of luminescence and found it curious. It began to grow its legs and leaves. People became pillar and post around the humble feat of a wooden livelihood.
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