First People

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I was in her head the same as she was in mine. It was easy. A connection. Vines and tendrils entwining around each other, rooting through our bodies and binding us together so we mirrored the landscape that surrounded us. Fertility and life all wrapped up with our skin.

They were new words to me then; us and we. I’d always been alone in the Before. Or the Before Before, I should say.