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MO AND SU

                                                 
The sun poured down its rays hot and Merciless, the afternoon was still and quiet.
The two Beings stepped out from nothingness; standing still they looked about them wearily.
“Su! Where are we?”
“The human world of course, couldn’t you tell? We are surrounded by them.” The one named Su said as he swirled around in utter excitement.
“This is so wonderful!”
“This is not wonderful, we have no business here.”
“Of course we do…and stop whispering you moron, they can neither hear nor see us.”
To demonstrate, he stepped right in the face of a man and gave a loud scream.
“See didn’t so much as bat an eye.” He then proceeded to insert a finger into his nose, abruptly the man started to sneeze.
“Will you stop that? We have to go back.”
“Mo, will you relax? You were the one saying you were bored a second ago.”
“Yes but…”
“With this people we can never be bored. Man is a fascinating creature; their unpredictable nature makes them interesting and fun to be around.”
“Still…”
“For instance, do you know that they cannot read each other’s minds? How insane is that? They could be standing right in front of someone who means them harm and will never know the difference.”
“Well…”
“These Beings are multi-faceted creatures; imagine the tales we can get from them?”
“Obviously this is not your first time here.”
That made the one called Su pause and look around him sheepishly.
“Actually no, but I am telling you their lives are quite interesting, we can always go back with stories for the others.”
Mo studied Su for a long time, his eyes dancing in contemplation.
“Come on.” Su urged.
“We can be like… like investigative journalists, you know…we will be digging around for stories.
Mo huffed
“Right, investigative Journalist, what a fancy name for the chronic gossip you have become, you just want to be spreading around tales just like you did back home.” Mo accused, disgusted.
“I don’t do that”
“Yes you do, so you have run out of affairs to meddle in over there that is why you are here, right?”
“What are you talking about? These are just events, situations or occurrences that happen with them, which we can absorb, ponder over and learn from.”
“Really?” he asked not believing him for once
“Yes and sometimes they can be entertaining too.”
After a long pause Mo shrugged.
“I admit I am curious myself, so why not.”
“YES!”
“But no interfering, okay?
“Absolutely, we will just observe…that is it, we are THE OBSERVERS.”
Su declared as they started to mingle, surrounded by humans going about their lives.
“They can be a noisy bunch.” Mo observed looking around him.
“What?” Su asked distractedly.
“Oh yes, come on what do you think of the name?”
“I don’t care.”
“Hey don’t be like that.”
“Fine, how about we go for something more ridiculous, like…STORY HUNTERS.”
“Story hunters.” He said as if tasting the name.
“You know what? I like it.”
“Of course you do.”
After a while Mo said.
“You said you have being coming here for some time now right?”
“Yes.”
“And you don’t have even one story?”
Su smiled.
“Yes I do.”
“Great I want to hear it, if I will do this with you I want to hear a story you have observed.”
“It will be my pleasure narrating it to you.”
So they found a tree and made themselves comfortable amongst its branches.
And below, man moved about immersed in his ignorance.



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