A story told by Yehna
Once upon a time there was a boy called Haran, who was a wild seed who had fallen on good ground. He grew among corn, a tall, bright poppy.
Sometimes he would sway in the wind with the grain, and sometimes he would bob the other way, as he pleased, but he liked the ground that the corn lived on, and the corn liked the bright red poppy in their midst.
One day, Haran saw that strange men were creeping up through the field, and he smiled because he liked new things, but then he saw they were trampling the corn, and the corn was the people he loved.
So what do you think Haran did then, child? Let me leave you with that question to sleep on, because you have had a long day and your sleep should be full of adventures.
