Today, a wild man appeared from the mists to announce that he had resided as member of the two beards and a bush who built the original mudbrick buildings.
He reminisced on the joy of inhabiting the hut that now resides on the neighbouring property. The choice of freezing cold versus suffocating as the nuturing fire fumes sent him to sleep, brought tears of smoke to his eyes.
His orchard and fence had disappeared. The dam had manifested. Trees had grown up as others died back. The devils are not as rampant.
We are hoping for some grainy photos from the past to establish the existence of this apparition.