King George

Posted By Maya on September 15, 2015


Somewhere to the eastward a wolf howled; lightly, questioningly. I knew the voice, for i had heard it many times before. It was George, sounding the wasteland for an echo from the missing members of his family.  But for me it was a voice which spoke of the lost world which once was ours before we chose the alien role; a world which i had glimpsed and almost entered… only to be excluded, at the end, by my own self.  

Farley Mowat