The Old Parents Have Come.
A West Indian short story from the podcast, Parrotbeetie.
In the beginning, there was not light and darkness nor wind and earth nor water and fire. In the beginning there was no duality, no either or. In the beginning there was a spiral. A ceaseless wheel connected by strands of silk. It is on this plane that everything exists, connected by wisps of thread and dew drops. It is here that things take place.