"Scatterbook"Find out more in 2012! 

"Scatterbook"

Find out more in 2012! 

I traveled to the bank of a wide river today. It was moving too fast for me to traverse, so I begun gathering rocks to throw into the water at intervals just short enough so that I could jump from one to another and get to the other side of the river. This was uneventful, because I was surrounded by pebbles, not boulders. However, there was a human I hadn’t noticed prior sitting, crouching behind a tree nearby. He held a bright white book in his hands, scribbling something on a page and constantly glancing up at me. I didn’t understand, and thought this was a kind of declaration of war, or at least a preparation for attack. I went as deep into the river as I could while still standing stably. He noticed that I had seen him and immediately closed and hid his white book. I assumed this was a submissive move and cautiously exited the river to approach him. But, apparently that had frightened him and he ran off, leaving his book behind. I could not catch up with the man when I begun to chase after him, but I did manage to see what he had been scribbling away at. They looked like small, sedimentary caricatures of myself.They weren’t entirely accurate, but there many of them, and all of them combined would look roughly what I might look like on a Day of Creation, where I am from, dressed in complicated clothes that wind around the body in several directions. I’ve decided to copy this page from the man’s book and save it into the Tumblr Falls Database for safe keeping. I will hide the real page in another more secure base here on Earth. 

I traveled to the bank of a wide river today. It was moving too fast for me to traverse, so I begun gathering rocks to throw into the water at intervals just short enough so that I could jump from one to another and get to the other side of the river. This was uneventful, because I was surrounded by pebbles, not boulders. However, there was a human I hadn’t noticed prior sitting, crouching behind a tree nearby. He held a bright white book in his hands, scribbling something on a page and constantly glancing up at me. I didn’t understand, and thought this was a kind of declaration of war, or at least a preparation for attack. I went as deep into the river as I could while still standing stably. He noticed that I had seen him and immediately closed and hid his white book. I assumed this was a submissive move and cautiously exited the river to approach him. But, apparently that had frightened him and he ran off, leaving his book behind. I could not catch up with the man when I begun to chase after him, but I did manage to see what he had been scribbling away at. They looked like small, sedimentary caricatures of myself.
They weren’t entirely accurate, but there many of them, and all of them combined would look roughly what I might look like on a Day of Creation, where I am from, dressed in complicated clothes that wind around the body in several directions. 
I’ve decided to copy this page from the man’s book and save it into the Tumblr Falls Database for safe keeping. I will hide the real page in another more secure base here on Earth.