The timeless mountains over tiny people

 

 

There it was, the giant mountain chatting with his enormous friend a mountain as well. Both of them were as big as the eye could see, all full of fauna and flora,  so pretty, no better sight there is. They had long and endless talks for years, decades and centuries as if the time never existed. All along they saw these tiny things, small and redundant always passing by.

-What do you think they are doing bob? One of them asked.

- I have no idea at all to be honest, they might be working but they are so small that I can’t see for sure.

These people were never the same, carrying stuff and things all the way, the big friends didn´t care. They kept talking and talking, sometimes about the tiny people but the conversation never ends.

-They don’t stay too long my friend, I see them going and walking, running all the same but they never last. It seems to me they have different colors and shapes but what they do, still, I cannot tell.

- I know, those things won’t be here with us for a long time, but you see, as they change, us we do the same.

The huge mountains notice all those trees and flowers, bears and birds, animals were leaving as well. The tiny people were creating a thing, the friends didn’t know what was it but it got bigger and bigger.

 They discussed what they were doing, asking what they were meant to do or whatever they were meant to be.

-You seem different bob, your appearance is not the same.

-I can say that to you to joe, we have changed.

They never agreed on anything but on one thing only. Whatever those little creatures were doing the time never forgave. One thing done here another one done over there.

-Look joe, they are climbing on you. Be careful, they seem to be bad.

The giant mountains didn’t know why, they even got hurt from time to time, never able to defend themselves. All they could do was to keep talking about what those little creatures were capable of. Always changing, them and the men, as one.
-Who would have thought, their small actions weren’t small at all. They were constant and look at what they have done, bob.

-I know joe, after all what we have discussed, I have to admit they are incredible friend, I´m glad to see this sight changed.


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