Once there was a
boy child...
No, Grandfather.
Start at the beginning. Start where the storm was crying my name.
You know the story,
Boy. Tell it.
No, Grandfather,
no. Start "It was a dark night..."
It was a dark night,
a strange night. Your mother and father and I were safe in the hogan...
...and the sheep were safe in the pen... ...when a wild storm
came out of the mountains... ...crying, "Boy-eeeeeeee!
Boy-eeeeeeee!" ...and your mother said, "I hear it in the wounded
wind. A boy child will be born tonight."
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