A Piece of Peace
Johnnie grabbed his club, threw it upwards, caught in midair and leaned on his shoulder. He looked at his beautiful Joal and made a sign with his lips. A sign of kiss. Joal reddened, but smiled and made the same sign. Johnnie raised the water sack, tucked it into the belt, and went out.
The morning sun heated the ground and the forest was in haze. Johnnie didn't need to see it more clear, because he knew the forest very good. And he wouldn't go too far, just to catch some food, and he would be back before the sun would reached the middle of the sky.
There was nothing unusual in the forest, but one thing - it was too silent. Johnnie looked around and up on the trees, but didn't see any birds flying there. He wondered what had happened to them but continued to look for a pray. Not that he saw any.
Deeper and deeper he went into the forest until he came to places he didn't remember. Suddenly the earth trembled. It was as a giant elephant went near him. But there was nobody there.
Johnnie didn't know whether to be afraid or not, but suddenly he saw trees before him fall away and the entrance to a cave came into the view. He heard legends about a hidden cave with many treasures, but never had seen any. Nevertheless, as he saw this cave, he just got an unexplainable feeling that this was the cave with the treasures.
The earth stopped to tremble and the birds began to twitter and fly from one branch to another. Calmness and noise returned to the forest. Johnnie scrubbed his chin, then forehead, then stroked his hair from behind, opened his eyes with new resolution and entered the cave.
A moment later, he ran out. The stink was unbelievable. Some rot, mixed with other smells, made it very difficult to breathe inside.
He took some deep inhales and entered again. In the cave's gloom he went deeper until he came to a hall. He saw that it's not a natural hall. Somebody made it. But who could do it? He knew not about anybody strong enough to make a room in the mountain.
Shaking his head from side to side in half-disbelief, he came close to the wall. There was a table and on it was some strange thing. Johnnie touched it and tried to move, then poked it with his club and the thing became alive. It spoke to Johnnie and he saw pictures on it.
At first, he sprang back, looking for enemies, but some time later he saw that the thing lives by itself, disregarding Johnnie totally. So he sat on the ground and started to look.
He saw a big man with a black hat speaking to others, showing something with finger to people far away and shouting something to people near him.
Then he saw people with strange clubs and sticks run towards each other and kill people. Some strange things jumped into air and fell on people, who didn't stand up after this.
And he saw a lot of smoke, as if a big bonfire went ablaze between all those people. He noticed that less and less men remained standing.
And then there was only one man, that with the red hat, standing and looking far away. He only stood, looked, and did nothing. It was really boring, and Johnnie decided to go away, but noticed that the man was moving. He watched him coming to the mountain's peak. Johnnie saw the signs of total boredom on his face. Of course – the man was alone. Johnnie continued to watch—the man glanced down on all the dead and jumped down.
Then the picture changed and letters that his grandfather taught him, jumped into the thing. Johnnie began to call those letters by their names. A letter by letter:
'Good advice', thought Johnnie, but the letters continued their dance:
"T—o—o", and here the letters stopped. Then all the letters blinked the last time and everything blackened. Johnnie was not sure that the message was completed – it was not a logical ending. He preferred to believe that whoever wrote it, just was tired to continue. So, he tried to guess what word would come after all.
'Ah, they mean "too much". Sure, that's what they mean: "people, do not kill each other too much".
It was a bit strange to write such a thing, but there was logic to it. The tribal elders has told something similar about the animals near the tribe place – "Do not kill animals too much, otherwise they won't be able to reproduce. And then, there won't be any animals".
It was funny to use the same sentence to people, but Johnnie could understand and accept this.
Suddenly the letters appeared again and the writing continued. What became of the sentence with the new word surprised Johnnie utterly. He could understand the meaning of the sentence till now, but this one word changed it totally.
Johnnie stared at the strange thing on which the flickering four letters produced a word. The last word in the sentence he has read till now. It made him shiver, as if he was naked outside in the middle of the most bitter winter. He gazed at the letters and with white hardly moving lips mumbled the entire sentence"
"People, do not kill each other too
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