This is short story for children of all ages. It is ment for the 'child' in all of us. A story to help one understand the 'spirit being' inside their shell.
The metropolis of the woodlands is still a very special place, with it comes many stories,many interesting talks of little people, of doorways which lead you from one world to another. For those that have walked that journey their stories were always an enlightenment to hear.
Excerpt
" He crawled back to his spot of resting. Within a couple of turtle ages, Crazy Turtle could hear the splash of the waters below. This he knew to be a Newcomer.
"Excuse me. Excuse me, Have you by chance seen one known as Crazy Turtle? and if so, did he pass through this way?", asked the NewComer
"Crazy Turtle? We have no Crazy Turtles here. You may however, rest and tell me of this one whom you seek." replied Crazy Turtle.
The new comer accepted the invitation. He told the story of Crazy Turtle up to the point where Crazy Turtle never returned. He himself - well - he never left.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
