Blue, green, brown, yellow. Frizzy, round, square. Movement. Good, bad.
The crow tilted away from big bad movement. There. Small yellow. No movement. Good.
The spirit world hummed. The world was good. The crow swept down to the specks of yellow. Yellow good. Criss-crossing lines of brown stopped the crow from returning to the silvery sky. Big bad movement.
The world spoke, “Forgive us our need.”
The spirit world hummed.