When the Sky Creature Laughed

For those who have been anxiously awaiting and for those that don't really care, here is the next installment of the Sarg/Garg story. I have also labeled all the pieces of the story Sarg/Garg for easy reference. Enjoy!


Roshiss stood as still as he could. The sky creature had talked for a while and Roshiss had listened, but the strange sounds coming out of it’s mouth were totally foreign to him. The sky creature stopped talking and turned to walk away. It then turned back to Roshiss, motioned with it’s hand and grunted some more words. Roshiss found the creature’s use of his hands to motion to him almost awkward. His people did not use their hands to motion or make gestures, they used their head or tail to point, wave or even insult others.
As the sky creature turned back around and walked away, Roshiss returned to a more natural stance on all six limbs. Actually, he kept one hand up for a moment, looked at it and waved like the sky creature had. It felt odd using his limbs for something his tail could easily have done, but he could see the usefulness of it.

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By the time Roshiss had slowly crawled to the piece of sky, the sky creature had been busy moving silver boxes out of the piece of sky. Roshiss slowly crawled past the sky creature and peered in. The elders of his tribe had taught for many generations that the sky was flat, but Roshiss could clearly see that the piece of sky was not flat, it had substance to it. It went up and away and from side to side.
Roshiss gawked at the inside of the sky. If only the elders could see him now! He turned around to find the sky creature staring at him, standing only a few meters away. Roshiss shyly moved away from the opening of the sky and good distance away from the sky creature.
The sky creature made a startling sound. Roshiss jumped from the sudden noise, but then realized that it was laughing. He had never heard a sound like the sky creature was now making, but he knew it was laughter.
“Why do you laugh at me?” Roshiss said.
The sky creature’s laughter suddenly stopped and it spoke again.
Roshiss turned and walked away, fully intending on returning to his tribe, but something compelled him to stay. He turned back towards the sky creature and it’s piece of sky and just glared at all the things it had brought out and placed around the opening.
He knew that he had to stay. He felt like if he left so would the sky creature. Even if he did return to his tribe he would be laughed at and be forced to keep quiet.
Roshiss lay on the warm sand still staring at the sky creature and it’s stuff. His eyes became heavy and soon after, he was fast asleep.