Beginnings In the beginning was one. Crouched in a cave where bats first hung, where webs were first woven, dreams first spun, crouched one, alone. And then one day into the gloom another came; the fire was lit the cave was warmed, the howl of the wind became a song and two were one.
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Chapter 2
Soon winter passed, and into the sun from the dark of the cave one summer dawn crept three: the third was a child in arms, the three were a family, newborn. Judith Nicholls
crouch – krype sammen/saman a cave – en hule / ei hole a bat – en/ei flaggermus web – spindelvev gloom – halvmørke