The Setting Su and The Rolling World
Published on Nov 22, 2015
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Old Musoni raised his dusty eyes from his hoe and the unchanging stony earth he had been tilling and peered into the sky.
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The white speck whose sound had disturbed his work and thoughts was far out at the edge of the yellow sky, near the horizon.
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“No, father.”
There was a moment of silence. Old Musoni scraped earth off his hoe.
“Have you thought about this, son?”
“For weeks, father.”
“And you think that’s the only way?”
“There is no other way.”
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“There is no only way out in the world. Except the way of the land, the way of the family.”
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“Really, father, have no fear for me. I will be all right. Give me this chance. Release me from all obligations and pray for me.”
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Old Musoni did not look at his son as he left him.
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The sun was sinking slowly, bloody red, blunting and blurring all the objects that had looked sharp in the light of day.
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