Bright white streaked across the sky. Everyone’s eyes followed the path. “It is time,” the old man said. He placed the bones in the fire pit on top of the red hot coals. Cracks formed in the bones. They looked like crazed spider webs. The old man examined the strange patterns. He stood and turned to the crowd.<\/p>\n
“We will go south,” the old man said.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"