Nuzzlers – Day 325 – Sand Creatures

Today I built some of my favourite characters… Avatar Aang and Appa (and Momo too)…

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I’ve always liked the idea of having a giant creature follow me round as a friend/helper.

We live on the swamp because we were driven out of our hometown by war. It’s hard to get around on the swamp, it can be sticky and slow. We used to envy the Nuzzler’s who flew above us only stopping to graze on the plants that broke to the surface. Nuzzlers are as old as the swamp and they are wise.

When I was born my parents left me out in the swamp to sink, they couldn’t feed another child. But a Nuzzler flew down from the sky and pushed me out of the swamp with her nose. We never left each other’s side after that. She would fly me to the greenest bits of the swamp to get food for my family. And now everyone leaves their babes in the swamp.

It has become the choosing ceremony. Nuzzler’s never let a babe die. No one goes anywhere without a Nuzzler. We are bonded forever.

Og – Day 311 – NYWF & Critical Animals

I’m headed to the National Young Writers Festival and Critical Animals in Newcastle today to enjoy the festivities. Perhaps a small part of being a writer is entering that community and being accepted?

Og carve rocks.

Alone in cave.

Og carve friends.

Deer.

Bird.

Even Lion.

But Og still lonely.

Og search for new rocks.

Og will make more

Till Og is happy.

Og find purple rock.

Og run hand over rock.

But rock has soft bit.

A hand.

Og’s eyes follow hand.

Arm.

Shoulder.

Neck.

Face.

Says his name is Ug.

Ug carve rocks too.