The Great City

EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 7

Papa and I were tired from the journey through the black lands. We had been on the trail for many moons - in search of the great city.

"Father, I can see the city lights from here, we must be close!"

"Yes son, our journey is nearly complete. For we have overcome many challenges to find the great city... and behold, it stands right before us! We must be silent, as not to wake all of the sleeping townspeople, for they will fear outsiders like ourselves."

"Don't worry papa, I will be careful."

But the truth was, that they didn't fear us. They welcomed us into their hearts and homes. They gave us hot meals and warm beds. There was even a celebration parade held in our honor. Afterwards we all went up to the mayors roof patio; got smoked out, and drank Crunk Juice well into the summer night.

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