hither and fro

Our nomads still wander the Steppes in the south still living the ancient way – from hand to mouth. They drive herds of ungulates hither and fro and just where they'll rest tonight no one can know; their numbers are stable and healthy to boot for they eat leaf bug goat-meat soil and root. They'll cover a league or two every day their children know labor as well as some play they teach them to sew cook tend livestock and guard they teach them that life must not ever be hard. Their cousins the Yaelong were once nomads too but they chose to stay where the best foodstuffs grew and gave up their roaming and pastoral ways and moved into tree-forts and hollows and caves. With luck you can spot you a nomad or two but strap on some sturdy and good walking shoes for they do not wait for the tourist who lags or fiddles with his many camera bags. So come now come quickly and learn of their ken spend time with their wise elders women and men rejoice in their freedom wanderlust and skill in in dusty valley up on barren hill.

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