zooey. day 12

3 installations.. maka sleep man gyd ko after reading mark's gunyt stories.. hehe..


davey and zooey returned to the village..

benaiah was waiting for her..

today is the start of the nuevo luna.. or new moon.. a one week celebration to celebrate the coming of the new year.

The festivities will be held at the village town square..

there were singing and dancing.. all kinds of food and beverages for everyone to enjoy..

music was playing.. a big band will all sorts of instruments..

wind instruments resonated the night sky.. toot.. tooorotooot.. acoustics..
percussion instruments reverberated from the trees to the ground..

dum da dum dum..

sequoia forest resounded with music from the sequoias' crest.. the music echoed thru valleys and mountains.. (12/26)

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dooong!

dooong!


booong!

a gong sounded amidst the festivities.. to gather the crowd's attention.. as the town watchman announced the end of today's celebration..
zooey danced and danced all night..
and she sang along with the band..

and tis the only week once a year that benaiah allowed her to drink under davey's watchful eye..
but, twas not the drunken revelry that zooey enjoyed the most but the sound of the gong..
(12/27)
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twas not the drinking, dancing and singing that zoeey longed for every night.. but, twas the sound of the gong..

time to rest after the festivities.. davey would lead her to benaiah.. and benaiah would carry her like a child cradled in his huge arms..

she felt secure.. peaceful.. loved.. it felt like home..

then benaiah would tuck her in..

rub her forehead..

he would gently whisper.. gud nyt macushla..

and would kiss her gud nyt..

this is wut she cherished the most..
(12/28)